I had you there,
you had me there.
I'd be the cup of your espresso,
you'd be the sun after my thunder
I'll catch your tears,
until whenever I hear you cry
remember when we started the ride?
when we bought the popcorn instead of watched a movie on the cinema
when we were running out of school while rain poured us down
when I still overslept in your bed as you prayed on that early dawn
I remember, yes I do.
anytime when you're back alone,
I'll be here as your old shoulder
I will not hang up the phone
it's been a long, I don't hear your voice
trash that letter if you don't want to read
I'm sorry I made nothing special in your birthday cake
there was no coffee cream, nor strawberry cheesecake
worse, I put the wrong candles
it's shaped 17 while you was only 16
this time I wonder
have you ever been like this?
doubting of, should I call you?
or just leaving a short-message in your inbox?
the tears we dropped, the laugh we couldn't stop
you always knew every song which played in my heart
you sang it back to me, right when I have forgotten the words
you have shown in many ways I can't recall
for both bitter and sweet we have tasted together
anytime I couldn't help mine, I looked down in your hand
there was a cup of tea and a plate of fried rice in the morning
I have found no other greatest healer
your words always worked to me
soothed me in the falling rain
pulled me out while my car strikes
wake me up when dream leads my sight
yes, in fact;
they were no longer ours
it's the only thing I should know since so long
you called it reality,
while I wished it was only an April Mop joke
who am I to be fooling around?
I know, whatever I do will not undo everything
everything you heard while I was away
everything you knew when I was not in place
I'm sorry
I haven't been there when your heart was broken
I haven't driven to your house when you're home alone
I haven't made a chicken soup when you had fever
I haven't seen your face when you fell in love
I haven't smiled back when you looked my way
what's worst?
I haven't told that;
I need you.
Oh, well.
we have gone our own ways, and I know it's for the best
but sometimes I wonder, will I ever have a friend like you again?
now it all tastes too sour,
when in every bite of happiness I want to share with you
and in every piece of loneliness I want to be with you
I hate the time that ran so fast,
I hate the fact; it's already past.
