Used to be with simple things,
Watching the sun breaks and rises into day,
Staring at the moon that glows in its own way..
She never carries the loneliness she never had,
She reached out what’s pure, never thought of being sad,
Simple words and to listen were all she knew,
To be a shadow among the few.
She never imagined a picture fades over years
Or even a path lost in the middle of a maze.
Just a pen, a note, a song and a laugh
Nothing would ever go rough.
She looked over happiness as love within its reach,
She held hope as a dream and a wish.
But never expected the pain as big waves lash the shore,
All she wanted was to be loved, nothing more..
Still lost things at the end, time then was never been a friend
Yet she tried her best to mend, to pick up all the pieces but then
Season change, so as with her,
Tears may soon pass, she believed and from there,
She wanted to be remembered,
Not with the lost smile once she had,
But the old smile she once shared .