Roads are damp
weather's cold
You and I in a silent mode

day's fading
air's blowing
a liner convos
with phrases so upsetting

said could not pursuit,
for I'm just a friend
guess, this special treatment
is about to end

You and I.
Me next to you.
You next to me.
Stand next to each other.
Cause we look good together.
But honestly,
Here isn't the place
I want to stand.
Here isn't the place
I want to fall.
Cause once I fall,
For you.
You fall,
For another.

I borrowed the book you have been yearning to read, for you, on your birthday. I never returned it in the end, just to give it to you, that you may read it forever.

I bet you have been wanting to hear the lines of that famous book being said to you out loud, by the person you love.

Little did you know that everything in that same book, are the ones which I wanted to read out and say to you.

"Keep your friends close,
and your enemies closer,"
Is what they say.

But nothing hurts more than
Keeping the ones you love close,
But the one you couldn't love, closer.

I saw you left me,
In front of me,
Let my eyes wet,
Let my hair blows in the wind,
Let my lips balmed with the tears
Let my heart bleed.
Alone,
You left me, that day.
I still remember you said, "I'll be missing you everyday, everytime, and every beat of my heart."
But now,
Just tell me how to cry when you were gone.
Just tell me how to calm when I miss you like crazy
Just tell me the reason you already planned,
Why you did everything to me if in the end you will leave me?

I'm reaching out to you
Can you hear my call?
Can you hear that my heart screams?
Do you feel called?
This strange days I've been through without you,
Can you feel me like I feel you?
I miss you like this, crazy.

Just tell me the night when you decided to move out,
To somewhere further,
And all you did to me was calm me down not to cry,
Not to hate you, and punch you up.
And over the roads we passed that night, your fingers never be separated from me.
I miss that.

I really wanna feel you beside me.
Treat me like a best friend, sister, and a mother.
You always try to make yourself idiot when I'm upset.
We hate the same things, but always, I wanted you first.
I really need those gold old days comes back.
Is like kaleidoscope of memories.
The never ending story.
The unknown story for two strange mates.

What a truly farewell.
Sorry,
I'm crying.

Dear, B.

- dlx