In the night, under the tree
Where those sparkling stars we could see
You told me
'What a great friend you are to me.'
We rested at the meadow
Counting stars to tick off our sorrow
is a day where I have to go.'
I didn't understand
All those days we spent
till the glass bent
You never told me about this then.
One morning I went to your place
Your mum said you are at a pace
So quickly till I couldn't chase
And she said you gave me case.
I stood under the same tree
and opened the case you sent to me
There's a gift more than any
That shatters my heart in me
I am done
I am alone
even when ths sun shone.
Silence fills my soul
when the feeling inside goes low
I touch the case you gave
Hoping it can ease my grave
but it fails
like a wind out of the sails
I am too good to be a friend
till I can't accept when things come to an end
Should I always be forgiving
when knowing that you are always taking
while I am always giving?