crying from my heart

One day I decided,

To make a beautiful love song,

So I grabbed a pen, and played my guitar as well,

After an hour, I was left hanging…

Doesn’t know what to do,

My guitar was suddenly out of tune.

It took me so long,

To write the next line,

I don’t know what to write,

Oh I cannot decide nor express,

The real feeling of love,

That I thought lies here in my heart.

It’s so hard to write a song,

A beautiful love song,

Especially if you like inspiration,

It’s like answering a call,

And nobody’s on the other line,

Or using a pen

Having no ink inside.

Though the flowers are full of color,

An the butterflies are around you,

The feeling is still different,

If someone is behind you,

To give you that touch,

That nobody could give.

If the night is cold,

I hug my pillow,

To ease the coldness I feel inside,

But in spite of that,

Tears run down from my eyes,

Thinking it could never ever hug me back.

Why not give a chance,

To experience what is love,

So I won’t feel having a gift,

That is empty inside,

Let me know what love is,

So I could write a beautiful love song,

That is based from my heart.