I want what I can't have and I want nothing to do with what I do have, no matter how great it is, no matter how much I love you. In the end... none of it matters. Becuase it will never make sense
I know i have the choice to stay, but something is pulling me away, i need to go home, before its to late, you made me alive, thats why i will always love you, take this chance to remember the good times, and not to let them die
In my eyes... The saying that you're the only one I see. . . That, I believe is a lie. In my eyes, I see a lot of people. . . But throughout that group of people, I only search for you. . .