To Eric Wong Xi Wai aka Z.Y.
This, we really can't deny
But sometimes it's like, why?
The white clouds fill the big blue
How, we really have no clue.
Just like when you tell us you're gone.
We nod and think, how to move on.
You say it'll take some time.
So we sit down and try not to pine.
Then we suddenly think of you.
And all resolutions disappear from view.
We find ourselves standing at your door.
Forgetting all our supposed chores.
A finger lifted to the bell.
We thought we knew your footsteps well.
But when, at your porch stood a stranger.
Life never seemed any crazier.
- A Non-Emo poem on behalf of your awesome friends =)
Oh oh by the way, people : I totally screwed my BM paper *teehee*
But sometimes it's like, why?
The white clouds fill the big blue
How, we really have no clue.
Just like when you tell us you're gone.
We nod and think, how to move on.
You say it'll take some time.
So we sit down and try not to pine.
Then we suddenly think of you.
And all resolutions disappear from view.
We find ourselves standing at your door.
Forgetting all our supposed chores.
A finger lifted to the bell.
We thought we knew your footsteps well.
But when, at your porch stood a stranger.
Life never seemed any crazier.
- A Non-Emo poem on behalf of your awesome friends =)
Oh oh by the way, people : I totally screwed my BM paper *teehee*
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