*I don't know how to name this poem so it's up to you after reading it.*
Why do I shed tears,
For such an unworthy cause?
Why do such feelings occupy me?
Why am I filled with such flaws?
I open up the lock of my heart,
To see the pages of my memories.
As I read and looked back I realized,
At the present my life has turned into a sad series.
Why do I not resent her?
I donít feel a shred of anger or hatred.
The pact and promise Iíve madeÖ
Is it really that sacred?
Why must I suffer needlessly?
Why did I sacrifice my time and effort for you?
Why do I care about you at the same rank as my family?
No wait, I value you more and this is what I felt is true.
Iíve realized I have to move on.
I know this fact well in my head.
May I still be friends with you?
As I wait for your reply I lie on my bed.
A great amount of time passed as I waited,
Yet not a word or letter came.
Is friendship a price of a broken relationship?
If itís true, life is one sad game.