The passer-by

A secret became a joke
A friend became a passer-by
What come will go
That is suppose to be the reality

Somehow,
Some jokes turn into support
Some friends became the special one
What come will never go
It was not a reality till today

You know who you are
You know how much I apreciate you
You know how much I miss you
and
You know how much I love you

Even if we meet for an hour
the one hour will make my day bright instead of gloomy

I will always thank God for your presence in my life