it happen too frequent that I fear it.

Telling myself it's over but I'm still scared.

Still holding that hope even though it would never happen.

Why are you so blind to even notice how I feel.

Or your faith is too small that you think it's impossible.

Yeah, I thought so too,

but it happen.

I'm trying to change it,

when my mind is made up,

I was ready to leave you came back.

You made me stayed and you were gone again.

I don't know what's really going on in that head of yours.

It made my heart warm when you were there close to me,

when you actually bothered to talk to me,

the things you did for me,

the way you cared for me.

But it hurts to see how you are out there,

thinking to myself what was I thinking.

But I still hold on.

Sometime it hurts so bad it's like someone squeezing your heart out.

But you didn't know.

Alex, you didn't know it's you.