Time Well Spent~ByMyself

Some of you may remember this title and poem, my friend posted it for me before i was a member.

This door won’t open, I can not get through.
The days one spends on this earth are sacred,
After these words, I hope you think so too.
Now, five years later these feelings are not dead.
Is this same idea also in your head?
Do you think for a moment, this should be?
I cherish everything you ever said.
Maybe it’s me, who can’t begin to see.
Tell me somehow, could you ever choose me.
Please, could things for one time just go my way?
Is there a chance that someone has the key?
Then this, I suppose means some other day.
I guess that tomorrow will be better,
It’s been five years since the day I met her.