Loving you was my biggest regret,
Knowing that you weren't even concrete,
Even though that I already knew, I bet.
But I am still thinking about you over and over even if it means death.

The fragments of our love and trust,
Has been already turned into a lust,
Lust that made you find another, how unjust,
But ****, hope sooner it will last.

However, you made me feel what is right,
That next time when I love I should choose which is even right to fight,
And I should not let go but hold so tight,
To the someone I really love and so that she will not leave me in a despair yet lonely night.