F.R.I.E.N.D

The first day when I saw you,

Wearing that shirt of black and blue.

I thought to ask you how do you do.

As days passed by,

You always helped me laugh,

When the days were tough.

The time you told you're not my friend,

I started to weep on the last weekend.

I may still growl in pain,

Though we won't speak to each other again.

Dear friend,

I will remember you till I die in the end.