dear you.
in late night, i still thinking of you.
it seems my brain keep shouting your name, over and over.
thinking, how we used to be.
thinking, are you thinking about me too?
thinking, what am i supposed to do with you.
you know, sometimes, i wanna stop doing everything but talking with you.
but it's impossible.
and you know, i ever thought about how happy to see your face in every morning.
how happy if you become the first face that i see every morning.
how you become my mood booster.
but it's just me thinking.
home.
is become my favorite place.
i can hear your voice clearly.
i can feel your warmth from far away.
home early.
it's become my habit.
can't wait to tell you i'm home, so i can have a chat with you.
but, again. these just my expectation.
sometimes. it's become my life drama.
when you pushed me away.
i just smile, and smile, over and over again.till i can't hold my tears anymore.
thinking that everything will be okay.
again, it's me, thinking of you.
every single time, you mentioned her.
i have nothing but jealousy.
i have nothing to say.
always make me speechless.
i'm hiding it. alone.
cry, because i can't do anything about it.
cry, because maybe you quietly tell me to give up.
am i not make you happy?
don't you see me, here?
what am i to you?
am i suppose to leave?
am i suppose to disappear?
are you okay without knowing where i am?
it's getting harder to stay.
but i don't wanna say goodbye.
it's hard to pretend that i'll be okay without you.
pretend that you mean nothing to me.
pretend that tears never stream down my face.
those complicated things. make me thinking of you in 2 a.m
do you ever think of me in 2 a.m ?
