Those dark colored gloomy skies

Match those of our eyes

The burning heat of the sun

Are like the words that were said and done

Our hearts were a duet of songs

And our friendship is the knitted lyrics as how it was composed

We were melody and harmony in the horizon that bounce

Like a band swaying with different sounds

Then suddenly your guitar strings plucked

And we cant even put the rhymes back

Then the song became so unfamiliar

It was transformed to a melancholy unknown

We’ve turned out to be in a different music book

And we didn’t even bother to take a look

Our song may not be in the music chart

But it is still the favorite music of my heart