have you ever heard of that girl named clover?

she's so nice.

she likes flowers.

I wish I was friends with her.

she's so good at singing.

I remember she came to my room and sang me a song.

in fact, that was the only time she sang to me.

I continue to cherish that memory with all my life.

I wish I was friends with her.

one time, I hit my head, and it bled.

clover helped me up and nursed me back to health.

I wonder why she decided to do so.

she lives with rich people so I assumed she's spoiled and uncaring.

I wish I was friends with her.

clover has a wonderful family.

I always see her having fun with her brother

I wonder what she talks about.

if only my family was kind enough to talk with me.

I wish I was friends with her.

little did I know, though, as she continues to make everyone's day nice,

nothing in her life is nice at all.

it's being torn apart by war

it hurts her.

it hurts me.

I would give my life away just so hers can be as nice as she is.

I wish I was friends with her.