They say living alone is more terrible than death
But for me, living with our memories is worst than dying
Being with you was my most peace days
But now all I could feel was blue
I looked up to you for you save me from my misery
But only to make me suffer twice on what I've experienced
You were the reason I was glad to face the next day
Only to end up being the reason I cry myself to sleep
It's sad how you can go from being the reason why I want to live
To the reason why I desperately want to die
But even after all of this, I still long for you
I still hope that you'd come back and miss me
