You give me a chance to increase the warm heart,
But the price is beyond my imagination.
I hate being stuck by everyone.
The quieter I become,
The more you can hear.
I hate beautiful
Cos it really takes time to bear away. . .
Have u ever spare a thought on me?
Perhaps, I’m not mature enough to handle it,
Too little too late,
We were so close to each other,
But i can feel the distance.
People think that I missed out a chance,
But I think this is the way to save a chance.
Why let-go can’t be learned from book,
Cos I really need some guide.
I have hope,
To see your smile again,
Cos you touch me with your smile . . .
(I wish I could quit u. . .)