To The Boy Who Sat Across The Room

nine

For That , I'll Say Goodbye

the clock ticking and the time pass by,
it's stupid of me to keep waiting for a reply,
i hope it's worth to try ,
but why i feel like i want to cry ?

i closed my eyes,
and the images of you appears like it's supposed to be.
you came to me ,
with the sweetest smile ,
with the warmest voice ,
it's remind me of home.

i try to reach you —
but you never there from the start.

you show me your broken side,
the cracked and the hurted side of you,
and i can't deny that i cry ,
cause a person as wonderful as you,
didn't deserve to be in pain too.

but now here i'm alone,
with my eyes slowly flutter,
realising that this is reality ,
and you're just a part of my fantasy .

but then there's a voice,
feed me with unpromising hope
and tell me to keep trying.

i heard something inside of me cracking.
and the truth slapped me ,
waking me and give me some sense ,
my body- it's my home ,
it's stupid of me , to treat it as a slaughterhouse .

waiting you is like a punishment to myself,
like a dagger , buried deep and twisted in my heart,
i have to stop this , this feelings and the false hope.
and for that , i'll say goodbye.