Colors of pain

"Ecpected goodbye"

I already expected this before
Way before we become like this
I already prepared myself how to bid goodbye
I already told myself not to cry a hundred time on the expected day
I already mustered up my courage to let go of your hands
And I already put our memories behind
But come how come
How come I'm not looking prepared right now
How come that I'm crying like I don't want to let you go
How come I can't let go of your hands
And how come that our memories together came flashing to me all at once
Making me...
Making me unexpectedly want to beg you to stay with me one last tim