Saturday, September 23, 2006
You’re leaving me now.
Maybe somehow you grew tired of this.
And maybe, when you reach our corner,
you’d look back at me
and when you see my tears,
maybe you would come back.
You’re leaving me now.
My eyes are burning with tears.
Maybe someday I would know why I cried for you.
But I know, your cold stare will haunt me tonight.
And maybe every dream I would have will end
with your cold eyes.
You’re leaving me now.
Maybe somehow I would know why.
Why I grow weak,
watching you walk away.
Tell me what’s on your mind.
Will I see you again?
You’re leaving me now.
I’ll miss the way you make me laugh.
I’ll miss the way you gently punch my chin.
Maybe someday I’ll see you again.
Maybe someday, I’ll learn how to love you.
