Gan Wen Hui, please come back, please show that you have some of you left
I dont wna lose you, I rly dont.

She walks, with her long misty dress trailing behind
Leaving behind a road dug
Twisting elegantly
Colours of the mud, and the raindrops fill it up
In the reflections
See the laughter of us singles,
When happiness told of innocence and plain mirth
And not of knowing smiles at romance
When happiness was about being together
Instead of being alone together,
Eagerness of being Us
Not We.
Guys pricked at her curiousity, her interest
But she wasnt immersed in them
Now she has drowned.
And gone from our world,
Breaking the thin thread of hope

Leaving behind emptiness,
Longing.