Your silence is a shame I cannot bear.

It burdens me day and night; on my own,

A vestment of sadness my mind must wear,

For I could have stopped it if I had known,

But I never look back with wish to change;

Only for memories which I adore.

And so I cannot the past rearrange,

But I can change the present I abhor.

So help me to forget the troubles past,

And make more memories for us to share.

I surely hope your silence will not last,

Because I know you know I'll always care.

Now rid yourself of such foolish good-byes,

Know you'll fore'er be sister in my eyes.