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Many times I have prayed, hoped and wished
for even just a little moment to be with you.
So often I have imagined, dreamed and wondered
the warmth of your hands, the sound of your voice
and the touch of your skin.
How silly I am to even love a stranger.
Or is this just an infatuation at work?
Or is this what I believe it to be?
I really wish I can stay longer to know
but time has aged and fate has withered.
I hate to say good bye but I have to go.
I'm not even sure if I ever meant a thing to you.
All that I can give, is a little part of me to you,
all that I can do, is to keep a little part of you in me.
No one can guarantee if feelings will ever last.
Maybe as time passes by,
they will slowly be chipped off bit by bit.
But it doesn't matter now.
Because I just want to remember
the times you made me laughed,
the times you made me smiled
and these are all that I have left to hold on to.
I'm sorry that I won't be able to be there
whenever you need me.
I'm sorry that this is how things end.
I'll miss you...
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