I might be too young to know what love is,
For even the wise wonders what love is,
But if it was love,
What we had, you and I,
And if this is goodbye,
My worst dream has come true.
For I hid behind smiles and white lies,
Telling souls that we are friends, you and I,
Staying still, not doing a thing,
For my biggest fear was losing you.
But if this is good bye,
Then I have indeed lost you,
But from the bottom of my sincerest heart,
I pray for the best of angels for you.
Natasha H, Shah Alam