I miss you.
But I can't be with you like this.
When will you stop doing this to me?
When can I feel the existence in your life?
How I wish the way you treat me will never change
I'm holding on for the sake of love and faith.
I'm faking all the laugh and smile, hoping that somehow, someday it will come out sincerely from my heart.
I'm still here, cause I know you love me more than I love you.
And I hope that's true.
Gonna miss you much.