The story of a mango,
fallen from the tree's hold,
dropped and damaged the soul,
never again become whole

I always tell my self to come back with a smile,
But in the end I come back thinking of your smile,
I used to be able to walk and see your smile,
Yet now I can only imagine you smile...

Those were the times,
I miss badly those times,
How to get back those times?
I don't know after so many times...

Now when I think back,
It is very funny how things have progress,
Beautiful was the memory made,
Beautiful was the time spend,
Yet, sorrowful was the end,
Yet, sorrowful was the seperation,
But how I manage to get back is a wonder..
I just want to keep those which are sweet..

meaning behind meaning 1,1,1;2,2,2;...........8,8,8

When a side doesn't response to the other,
It will make things hard for them both.
How to mend things he do not know,
Only can he think and think and think,
What was his wrong causing all the fuss,
Sitting in a bus thoughts crosses his mind,
Writing name in poetry while thinking wonders before,
Now he hopes the feeling inside is containable

Six long hours,
Long waiting hours,
Space staring hours,

You say you just came back,
But I believe u forget,
How I pray against for you to come back

I asked that question to be certain,
You answered it, I was certain,
Yet days pass and you made it uncertain.

I wonder now if there are things behind it,
I am feeling uncertain about it,
Is there another person behind it?

Please, do make me certain again