We met through a mutual friend.
You seemed really nice...

You mean so much to me,
you have no idea...

How can you do this to me?
You keep coming back to hurt me...

What is wrong with me?
Is there a reason for this...

We have known each other for five years now.
You chose to be my friend when no one else would...

I was afraid to tell you how I felt,
scared of what you would say...

You left.
Things happened and you had to leave...

I don't know what to say to you.
I have repeated myself so many times...

Where are you?
Are you watching me from above...

Today was the first good day
that I've had in a long time...

What am I going to do?
You are leaving next year...

I hide my face today,
because I don't want you to see my stained face...