So long it has been off
So long I did better off without you
So long that I hated you
But hatred is still another form of love, they say.
It's not that I never gave it a try,
I thought that I really did move on coz it was sick
I even courted a girl and pecked
But missed, the passion, the love which we had
Now that you show up again and confess
And show me the love which I was in need
How could I possibly let go of you?
Knowing you're the only person I can't resist.