I wonder whether being with you is the only choice I can choose
so many things wander in my mind
You, do you deserve being here?
getting them all, am I too impatient?
what is in you to make me consider you so precious
your footsteps that is getting quieter, are you away?
thinking of it already hard for me
To be honest, you being here and being not here are all sad things
I can’t do this, I shouldn’t have
but thinking of you, taking care of you, and you are all that matters
I’m always asking myself, what’s in you that make me can’t leave?
Is it that genuine love or it’s just our self selfishness?
because we’re lonely, because it can be others, if not you
because it can be others, if not me
I’m the one who gives everything up to you
I’m doing a wrong thing, I know
but feeling like letting you go was the hardest pain that I could have taken
you’re making me proud
you always listens to me and make me feel needed
But if it’s not me, will you find someone new?
is it because coincidentally I’m the one who stands in front of you?
how do you think of me?
if I don’t disturb you, would you let me go easily?
for someone who I never feel right to love..