It all happened in the month of May,
A sweet memory that's sad to say,
It all started on a beautiful Monday,
Unfortunately, it ended in a sudden way.
Drizzles under the clouds in grey,
We missed the sun rise of the day,
Fortunately, we had fun during the play,
Laughters of hers are enough to make my day.
Days spent up the hill,
Every meal was the sweetest meal,
Nobody knows how did I feel,
When we got up the Ferris Wheel.
How I wish to see her in skirt,
To express her beauty, not a single word,
I wondered whenever she was quiet,
Still wondering and I am disappointed.
She told me the story of a bird,
In the end, she made it hurt,
Opportunities came but all wasted,
She's good at throwing at the basket.
Love can't make me calm,
And of course, my heart was heavily pumped,
I thought we bumped,
Actually, I don't even have the chance to be dumped.
She went back to her island,
And I am here in England,
Her love is very hard to earn,
Stealing her heart, still a lot to learn...
-steam-
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