Why do I stand beside the window?
Hoping one day you will show up.
Why do I feel so much for you?
Though it’s hard to face it, I know I’m in love.
Why do I keep looking at the sky?
I’m only praying that you’re doing al right.
Why can’t I stop to frown?
Baey,I just miss you being around.
Why do I still think there is a chance?
I believe in our love, and indeed we have.
Why can’t I just let go and forget all this?
True love can never fade…No way in forgetting.
Why am I even typing this out?
Why is it that inside I continuously shout?
Why am I stuck between what I want, what is best and what I need,
is this a test?
