In the midnight sky,
i try to count each stars,
just to kill my lonely nights,
for me to get only one sweet dream.
The wind blows my hair when i cry,
yeah...
it tries to stay by my side as long as it resist,
never wants myself get another hurts anymore.
A bottle of vodka lays on that table,
i feel so confuse whenever i think of her again and again,
i always ask myself always why i can't have her,
this vodka will give me an answer, won't it?
So hurt when i lose her,
but so dear when i remember about her again,
love never becomes what we want easily,
but it'll become the truth if we try to catch it.
Now i just have so many memories about her,
so beautiful and so wonderful...like in heaven
Even she never comes to my arms again,
she will become my forever love in my life,
absolutely i will remember her forever,
make herself evergreen in my life...
For: A Person
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