"An old man sat on a chair in silence. The crowd just cleared the house. It was a tiring and emotional day...the funeral of his beloved wife"
Are we still in love with each other?
Like the days we promised to grow old together
Owh...Those wonderful years,
Do you remember?
I do...don't you? I know you did too
Those days when you whispered 'Beside you, nothing else matter'
And I swore 'I'll love you forever'
I still do...but HE loves you more
When I kissed you for the last time just now
I fought back the tears
Thank you God, for all those wonderful years
What am I to do with our precious memories?
Our story are for dreamers they say
For people who believe in fantasies
Clinging to old tales, common history
No body would even care
I am already missing you dear, wish you are still here
Please let me speak to share
Our lovely story give hopes to young pairs
Don't you have a minute to spare?
True love stories are magic
Even those that were tragic
To the players, they are therapeutic
To the listeners, they show morals of respect and patience
They give examples of sacrifices in many situations
These stories mature with time
And plays musics of beautiful chime
When one lover dies
The other half silently cries
No body understands
The emotion they have to comprehend
It is the magic of these stories
That takes away the sorrows and bring out smiles
So youngsters, when an elderly
shares a love story of their lifetime
Be nice, take a seat and listen
For all you know, your short attention
Takes away their sorrows and help them smile
Sigh...
I am already missing you dear, wish you are still here
My prayers will always be with you
May we meet again in thereafter
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