Thou shall not forget our sweet caress,
Thy precious smiles with a sugar on top.
Those pretty memories, nevertheless.
For cheering me up when I thought I pop.

Oh! Your gentle touches which mean so much,
Howl, when I realized you were taken.
I don't want to give up, how can I clutch?
and asked to myself what really happen?

Then, I looked for you for about a month
Days had passed, nights faded, memories shrieked
Your vestige and feature are what I haunt
Crying for the fact that you didn't pick.

Aiming for you to back, waiting to fall,
Realizing that it's impossible.