Hot liquid from my eyes poured out.
Because of the feelings that I wanna shout.
Wishing, hoping and praying that I will die today.
So that I will no longer prolong the agony.
I wonder why this things happened to me.
I didn't do such worst thing, you see?
Losing myself just to make you stay.
But it didn't work, so I went away.
I know, you didn't asked for it.
But it hurt me not just a little bit.
You're happy with your life already.
So why bother you again, anyway?
Obsessed? No, I am not.
This is true love and you know that.
I'm just trying to give my best shot.
But ending it up is that so easy like putting a dot?
I thought I can still bring back everything.
What we have before is really something.
Memories and love is worth to keep.
Even if the wound you left is too deep.
"Til next time when we see each other again.
It may take for so long and it'll give me so much pain.
But mending pain on my own is the only option.
Believe me, this isn't our love story's conclusion.