I want to approach you
how have you been?
I hope the summer's breeze
doing you well
I miss you
Heat's fastly approaching
But I still feel
the cold you're bringing
At least look me in the eye
Stab me, let me bleed
please, if you may
At least, pierce through me upfront
If this is goodbye
please tell me
Though, I'm afraid to let go
Just tell me
all the hatred
you feel against me
It was never my intention
to hurt you, dear
But I still did
I guess...
This will be the last time
I'll apologize
the damage has been done,
and you'll already sick of this...
{nj.b}
I'm sorry... I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.