You left.
Quick like the breeze of the wind.
Following the path of another man.

Now all I hear is your yearning to return.
Got your heart broken.
While mine got burned.

You hurt.
Like a broken mirror.
Heard you torn into so many pieces.

Now all I heard is you said, you learned a valuable lesson.

While my heart is willing to forgive you.
My mind is a totally different story.

Would I be able to trust you again?
Or would another come along?
And you be gone again.
Love is a mystery that always finds somewhere sympathy.