Soothing music. Dim light.
The best of time to say good night.
I'm lying on the bed,
Isn't me tired enough to drop dead?

Complicated feelings.
Deep down inside bleeding.
Can’t even mouth a word
To describe my inter world.

Why do you have to do this to me?
Why are you so mean?
Are you trying to hint
I’m fated to meet “him”.

Our future is a mist.
But you I’ll surely miss.
I promise this…