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So many things left unsaid
things that are special like white,blue, and red
But everythings gonna change can you feel it in you?
Like flowers dying in fall there's nothing we can do

The words we said when we sat next to each other
that day by the lake when everthing dissapeared without a bother.
Why is it like this? Did you expect me to do something?
Say something romantic or give you a ring?

A poem is a way to express your true feelings
But this is my way to talk to my dearling.
This is the only way she'll understand for I am to scared,
to tell her "I love you" and see if she cares.

The hints that you give me are so hard to recognize
that the clues toward your next move, I really have to memorize.
When you try to do something ever so sweet,
Like giving me a hug or a kiss on the cheek.

But thus all of this is true I try to understand:
Why are we like this? Is it part of our demands?
I really want to make you happyy with all my heart I do
I will go towards the ends of time just to find you.

I can't take this, this pain inside my heart,
It always leaves a scar whenever we are apart.
So don't take me seriously if you dont want to thats okay.
I really want to congratulate you for taking my love away.