Everything seems to have come to an end. When you listen to a song, when you read a story-book, when you watch a movie, when it has come to an end, would you wish it could have another round of new chapter, or could it be best to end just that way? Life is short like you said, why bother so much of unimportant stuffs? It's not easy to be the one, it's not easy to hide, it's not easy to let go, it's not easy to runaway too. None would understand this, if I never try to explain in every bits.

I have been hiding this feeling, but you read the troubles on my face.
I feel so faraway though I have everyone next to me.
I try to hide the tears when he walks and smiles at me.
I can't own someone and it aches to have things changed, not the usual one i am familiar with.
Who would still remember the times me and my friends cried together over a sad song.
Ridiculous but lovely, crazy but cute, unreasonable but dearing,
That was me, acting was part of the game of life. You just need to know how to rule it.
I was afraid of nothing. Life is just a game session that one day the one that plays it will hit the words 'Game Over'.
It has been almost 5 years and I lose more and more...
The memories flash back and I could only remorse on the things I chose to let go.
Let it rain, let it go, let it drown, let it expired, let it die, now I am dying.
The guitar strings have broken and gone rusty.
The piano becomes a lonely dusty tuts.
The fingers becomes stiffs and wrinkled.
The mind becomes messy.
The clothes always new and clean.
The heart becomes beatless and there's no more love.
Where has all the strength gone to?
I remember last christmas, last gifts I got, I am sorry for everything.
I remember i buy your love with my trust, and i dump it when i think i got enough.
I remember i cause the teary eyes for the pride i should just forget once.
I don't remember i was yours and we were great to be as one.
I don't remember i needed you and you need not me that strong.
I don't remember you were my promise i should have kept to be with forever.
You are my secret.
You are my lover.
You are part of me.
But i am broken.
And you're not the pieces.
I know you don't get it.
I don't want you to know it either.
I don't want to create a puzzle, but i couldn't talk it out.
Of how i feel.
I have been stranded over these years by my own act.
I have been losing and sacrificing so much over nothing.
I have been tied up but i do not like freedom at all.
When i say i don't need a thing, you are the most i wanted to be with over here.
I don't want you to feel like this.
I don't want to hurt you.
So i keep it all to myself until i get
hurt.