it's 3AM and I thought ild die missing you.
but countless 3AMs passed and here I am,
it's 3AM and I still miss you.
but I'm stronger

I'll laugh at jokes smiling brightly
rather than drown in my sadness.
I'll run around wildly
( giddy with happiness )
rather than stare into the wilderness
waiting for your return,

I'll be happy,
I want to be happy
without you.