No matter how strong I seem about the
subject of love...
I hope I PROVE MYSELF WRONG
I hope someone will love me
I don't want to FEEL EMPTY anymore
   to the point where I am UNUSED VACANCY
I want to GROW old WITH SOMEONE.


But if not...
If SOMEONE WON'T LOVE ME
I'LL do what has to be done, DIE EARLY,
die LONELY, EMPTY, memories torturing me, searching for a soul to share with.

But you know LOVE doesn't EXIST.