We've known each other, a while now.
But I don't understand...

It started very secretly
So quite and serine...

After your death
I was depressed...

I try my hardest to not look back.
But It's just not enough...

I miss you all days,
and some days I cry...

I sit here, on this empty bed
Knowing I'm alone...

Once I had a home.
It was my own...

I'm sick
And I'm tired...

So this is how I feel about all of this.
No happiness or eternal bliss...

I try my hardest, every single day.
But you don't care how i feel anyway...

Every day. I live my life in misery.
And I can’t say anything to you...

Tear Tear.
Cry Cry...