Will you remember me?

Here i am,
under the tree we met
do you remember that day?
you should.

the birds are singing
just as that day,
but this time their song is depressive,
and the tree soon will die.

many times i tried to show you
how big my love is,
but o was a coward
i never told you

now that i see you with him
my heart fulls with anger, anger
against myself for being such a coward, a foolish...

i can't take you away from my mind,
i wish something can take you suddenly, a blinding light,
hopefully the death will take me first, till then

I'm waiting under this dying tree,
listening to this depressing song,
for you to remember me, to come and listen to this broken heart's words