We were innocently little
Madly Love only we got
You were my only
I were your only

Loving for love,us lived
Our affection sprauted and bloomed too
It was much like the rains
When cut,it would flow deeply like the Nile

What happened to transparency?
it aged away!
Where is honesty and faith?
all faded
What occured to daily gifts?
those are myths!
Where are the night hanging outs?...