There's a part of me that want to say,
"I miss you so **** bad."
But i know, when we're apart
There's a part of my day that was missing.
I already missed a lot of things throughout my life
So, i get used to these types of feeling.
Thus, a part of me knew that we're already apart
A part of me knew that we're no longer "us"
Although, we agreed on something
That there's a part of sparks we have to extinguish
A part of feelings we have to suppress
And yet we knew, it's not that easy
Well, i don't know, at least for me
A part of me think that you've done it well.
A part of me know that i don't.
A part of me know that even if we starts
It will end anyhow.
Even if i no longer think everything matters,
A part of me think there's a part of you that matters
A part of me wish we're not apart.