A forgotten virtue,
Long hated pride.
She grew with pain she knew,
Lived with nothing new.

Now the sun has set,
The night caressed her cheeks.
Stars illuminates her eyes,
Reflecting her lonely eyes.

She doesn't know how to love,
"Does it make something?" she asked.
There wasn't an answer,
So love is just nothing.

Then she knew this boy,
He made her feel things.
Her heart makes loud beat,
And...