My heart is endlessly down on the ground. I’m afraid of everything around me. Everyone says that I’ll be happy when I fall in love. But it’s only when I see your back that I feel love like that. If it was you, how would that feel? If all of these crazy days, became yours as well. If I were you, I’d just- I’d just love me. I already know that you’ve given me no answer. I know very well the meaning of an answerless answer. But I’m still lingering around pretending not to know. Do you know how I’m doing these days? I can’t sleep comfortably, I can’t even bare to swallow anymore. As much as I look towards you, I become more and more desolate, do you know? Even though it feels like I’m dying, even though there’s no hope in you coming back, even though you are looking somewhere else, I don’t think that I can… let you… go.