MY OLD

When have we met?
I forget.

Who are we?
I don't know exactly.

Do we have blood-relation, girl?
No, never and questionable.

I don't know how a sister looks like.
Then, you come into my life.

I found you, I got you.
My darkness flew.

What did you do?
Tell me, why do I love you?

Thanks for fillin' the gaps into my heart.
And colored of all my gray clouds.

I found you, I got you.
I love you.

My Old

By Sopi