I felt something crawling up my head.
I feel warm in my eyes.
I know, I miss you.
I remember this road, clearly.
Because you always mention it
in our conversation.
Along the road,
I see everything through the glass.
The rain drop tease me,
and my eyes blink.
The tears warm my skin
and I can tell how much it's hurt.
How I miss you, only my heart can tell.
The distance between us make me weak inside.
Nobody will understand what I need.
and I know, you've find yours.
I wish that I can seek mine.