Two people in pain,
But in two different kinds--He cries for her;
But she's of a different mind.
He's the product of her pain,In many different ways--
The one thing she wants Is never to be blamed.Circumstances happen,
And salt is added to his wound;She cannot console him,and feels their friendship will end soon.
So She sits back and watches,And cries her silent tears for him--
On the outside she is cold
But inside she cries with him.And later he will throw up to her,
The coldness she has shown And she will sit as always,afraid to be alone...............