Black Books

I must admit
U were not a part of my mind

I must confess
U were not a book which suits my library

Cos U kinda book which black, heavy, complicated to read, difficult to understand,
expensive and just an unbreakable treasury.

But now, if U enter my library n take a look inside
There are full of these black books, and when U open the books,
It is certainly filled with your name, written at the beginning and the end
of every chapter

Well...
At first, U were only a resistable distraction
But then, slowly and unexpectedly,
U have changed my life plans...