I never meaned that my heart will be in so much pain,
my heart fallen apart when I saw you like that.
Crying because of me,
because of that pain I caused to you.

You were strong, a little perfecionalist, easy angry about something, egoist a little, and at first I didn't saw you smile too much.
We really contrast with each other.
I was too strong, but not perfect in any way, not really able to be angry, zero ambition and I always smiled too much.

I never saw you cry.
And in one simple moment it changed.

I lay in the clinical bed,
and you just come to see me.
To see what I hided from you,
to see my illness.

You took my hand and started to cry.
For the first time in your life.
Why? Why, didn't you told me?
You ask me with painfull look in your eyes.

If did, would you smile like that?
I asked back.

I know answer,
of course he wouldn't.

And that's my reason why.