why do we meet people, <br />when we cant walk by their side, <br />why do we hold them so close to our heart. <br />when we know with them we will part. <br />why do we love people, <br />when we cant express? <br />why does it happen, <br />that we helplessly watch our dear ones, <br /> twist and toil in pain? <br />and we can do nothing, nothing, nothing! <br />we just stand n watch them drifting away <br />why does it happen?<br /><br />Arfa Iris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-does-it-happen-3/
