How Can I Make up My days Without You?

I wrote this when i was coming back from wong noi...after class.....i missed the dhmn stupid student bus so i had to come with the stuff bus .....i missed the bus because i was waiting to see my girl in the office but she had already left and the bus also left when she left....then when i was coming back i remembered her very much and wrote this looking at the paper she gave in the class....i didnt yet deeply think about it ...but i am just satisfied with the title of the paper shirt that she gave..."INVITATION".......

How Can I Make up My days With You?

Now I see an invitation,

I just wonder what’s your intention,

Can you kindly mention?

Under your scene,

There is a big story,

This could be turned to history,

And I hope there would be no mystery.

I am still interested in your love,

And that’s why I am still alive.

I am trying to be realistic,

But I don’t know how to fix it.

You’re the perfect one,

For me to go along,

And only to me you belong.

I can see your beauty,

Even if you don’t look beautiful everyday.

Because I love you for what you’re,

Not for how you are.

I can grief in your sorrow,

I can cheer in you happiness,

Only if you’re with me to my horror.

I can be in the centre of fire,

I can be in the centre of the ocean,

Only if you’re with me,

Or else I shall spend my time taking bear.

In India you have studied,

And PhD in pali is your best credit,

Life is a mission,

From you this is what I have studied.

Heaven is a place bear by,

So if I don’t get you,

I won’t cry,

Because I believe you’ll never say good bye.

When everything falls away,

I will think of you to make up my day,

And pay the bill for the clay.

By

BCR.Titu Barua

Watsuthivararam,

Sathorn, Yannawa,

Bangkok, 10102.

Thailand.