Well its an illustration of a poem by a schoolmate. This will be moved to scraps unless people like it.

Holding On by Maria Joahnna O. Caranguian

Believe in signs
you are trap in absurd illusion.
Your heart deems he is for you,
you endure to wait from dawn to dusk.
Wander to places unknown and far away,
you see different faces and smiles but never his.
People come, stop and pass your way,
still you rummaged around for no one else but him.
Travel through times to look for him with utmost speed.
But you never did see him,
you are weary and dead
spend all cold nights alone with the stars
still your love for him prevails.
You catch sight of him in dreams a billion times.
When will you see him again?
Your love for him injures, yet it desires to linger.
Through times and distance.
It fails to fade and cease.
It lived yesterday; it lives now.
Forever it shall exist.
This is what your life is all about.
It kills every now and then...

Pain in the ass to type....There you go!