He said something to me, but the words slipped away without leaving any trace.
All I heard was his sighing.
But I don't understand.
It is him who made the mistakes, him who betrayed our relationship. Now I can still talk to him, isn't that some kind of niceness?
He just won't appreciate, won't cherish.
When you didn't smile to him, didn't care about him, then it becomes your fault to freeze his feeling down.
So, who told him the world was working that way?
He will never know my feelings, because he never try to know.
