Sigh

the last one i write for you
makes me cry
and it doesn't subside,
i didn't know why
how soon it will die.

i met you more than i knew someone;
the feelings
though not the ordinary
but how could this be
temporary
if you should be with me.

the phse of getting over
will soon be underwater,
while the feelings
become more intense
from differences, false promises,
hopeless romance
that happened only once.

it's the least i can be
for the very little you can offer,
though not even sure of
if i could find another.

to live the world free
is not for you and me.
time may pass and let go,
after all it only shows
we are not meant to be.

you were once so near
but now so hard to reach;
where is that one you said
you'd still be there,
i guess you're tired-
it's my fear.

coz i never had you
the way i thought
i used to;
maybe i just do not want to
or i really just couldn't do
fight what hinders me
to love you.