In this 8 by 8 room,
Lying alone in the bedroom,
Only thinking about you,
I love you.
I know the paining of loving my lover and breaks my heart in moments
Can you believe it?
It doesn’t even matter to her.
What I feel for her.
Sometime I think,What she really wants.
What type of love she likes.
Doing love more than enough is not good,
because then you become possessive, mad and a psycho for a girl and not having love is also not good.
Both sides is hell.
What guy has to do now.
Just think and think about sweet memories? Because once the love goes it never comes back.
By simple boy…
Whenever I faced you
It looked like dream come true
It was like I fall in love with an angel again and again
The way you talked, the way you smiled
The way you walked I loved you all
Felt like to fly in the sky
It didn’t look like a reality
It looked like the dream