there'll Be a Miracle.

[think]

now,
I can tell to myself.

that you're never want me.

but, this heart can't take it.

I dunno but I still want to think about you.

even it just make my chest hurt again

even if just make me tired.

I don't really thinking about that stuff.

because right now I just want to drift into my own mind.

think of you who never thought of me.

I don't know until when.

I don't know anymore.

I like being addicted.

but really, why this opium feels so painful.

I can't hold my tears again.

it's feels weird.

I didn't want to hold this tears again.

can't you stop it?