Every day...
Every day my heart sings and my pen write, Thinking about my love, and just nothing to hide. Every moment when my heart beats, All with your memories, some sour and sweet. Not a single day pass when I don't feel the pain, Regret for the day when I left you in the rain. Every day when I miss you the most, I just turn through the pages and show you my drafted posts. Whenever I go to pray you will become mine I wish to say. . . . . . . . . . I know, I am nobody for you, why the hell, I still care for you.