I know you're the one who I want, but only I can do is stand there and quietly watching you grieved. If leaving is the right thing to do, then I'll hurt myself to keep from hurting you, to make sure you're ok.
You've unfollowed all of the contact ways, and I know you might regret it, hate it and trying to forget it. And you will never find this post, but I write it down here in order to let myself to remember the time I've met. Once upon a time I don't know getting over it is one of the greatest dilemmas, and it's rarely a quick and easy process. I dread to listen to your voice because of I can't control myself, it hurts. I am so sorry. This is a melody I start but I can't complete, and I've lost myself I hope you not to lose confidence of love, if there is chance, please don't let me go.
I did believe in the feeling that I ever hold, there is always in my mind.