Everytime you walk away ,or run away, you take a piece of me with you there. And everytime you walk away, or run away, you take a piece of me with you there. Oh, it seems I'm walking to your door. With my heart still resting , looking for something more. Are you ever going to see everything you mean to me? I'm trying really hard to believe. Everytime you walk away or run away, you take a piece of me with you there.

Staring up at the sky tonight, I couldn't hide it anymore. Like it always did, it brought me right back to that faithful night. Only this time, I find me asking myself if it was real. So much has changed since then and if you didn't know us then, you'll never have thought we were once close. The truth is I miss you. But somehow, I can't let you know that and I can't talk to you. It's over for good this time. I know it is. I'm trying my best to move on. I know that even if I could change the moment when I started talking to you, I am still glad I met you. One way or the other. Because of you, the past few months meant so much to me. No matter what the truth was in the end. To me, it's a shame how things are now but I'm glad that at least the memories that I have won't change. But the thing is that just because we're not close anymore doesn't mean that I don't care anymore. Maybe you stopped caring, if you ever started that is. But I haven't. I've been trying so hard. But I'm not over you. I only wish it won't be much longer. I'm sick of missing you. My sister tells me that you're not the only guy and that I'll find someone better in the future. But this is not the future. It's the present. And right now, it's like, I dun see that better guy. Whether he's there or not.