As I walked along
in this wonderful world.
All by myself.
Dressed in black.
Looking at people with their special someone by their sides.
I would always ask myself \\\"what happen to my special someone?\\\"
Who promised he would always love me no matter what.
Sometimes I would just sit in the rain and wait for his return.
Sometimes I always give up waiting for his return.
Sometimes I always think he lies to me, that I would be his only lover.
Sometimes I think he never loved me.
It hurts to know that i was right.
He never loved me.
It was as if i was just only a toy to him.
