ruelacharmaine

The sun rises from its deep sleep
As the morning dew reflects its light
But I know my heart still weeps
For I had lost a long fight

March 25, the day we met
I think he likes me, I would bet
We both look in each other's eyes
Never seeing a cold block of ice

Years have passed with heave in me
These happy times will never end, I see
The sun portrays my love
That is always pure as an innocent dove

But the storm has come today
I think the sun was blown away
As I look into his glittering eyes
I see nothing but a cold mounting of ice

The sun will still rise and set
As my love dives to death
The sun will still rise
But never find the guy as precious as YOU ("v")