With words new,
We filled up those diary pages,
Writing all those stories,
Hidden inside our hearts in cages..
Away from the crowd,
Away from everyone,
Standing there; we two
Penning down our stories, such a fun!
Now as I go back in time,
Away from everyone; confined
Bringing the past back to life..
Lost in memories; dead but alive.
Because now no one left to write,
New old stories,
From those cages..
In my diary's vacant pages..