alone in my wide room,
staring at the moon in the window,
letting myself to be full with sorrow,
just like im killing myself with my own arrow.
im wishing that ill stop being like this tomorrow;
for i will be happy again,
just like those day that i did not yet met you,
i even wish that you wouldnt exist.
im tired of being like this;
longing for your hug and kiss.
you are the only thing that i miss
in this world full of bliss.
