I am just right here, where you left me.
Hopeless. Miserable. Alone.
But why does it feels like I keep on holding on even without your promise?
Holding on to something that's not even possible?
But maybe I'm going crazy because I'm still right here, waiting. Waiting for you.
Wishing you'll comeback to me.
But I ended bad right?
If I had known earlier. If I believe you right away. Things would've change.
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...
I'm so sorry...
If I hadn't cross the road
And you go after me, maybe I should be the one who died.
Maybe you're the one looking at my name in the cemetary.
I'm sorry...
I feel like breaking into pieces back then, when I looked at you lying on the road covers with blood all over your face and your whole body. I immediately come to hold you, caress you but I knew your heart stops beating and even mine stops for a second.
I love you...baby.
I love you, and it hurts...
I love you so much it makes me want to come to you...
It makes me want to die to be with you...
I can't take it anymore... I missed you so much. I can't live without you.
Please, take me with you.
Take me, because my feelings can't make me want to forget all about you.
It hurts...
It hurts so bad...
