have someone who is hidden in the bottom of the heart
When we think of him, we will feel like umm..
Always feel a little pain inside
But we still want to keep him
Even though I don't know where he is today..
What is he doing
But he is the one who makes me know this
A little thing called LOVE
***
It's because of you that come to me
To stay in my heart every night and day
The world has pathway
This world has stairs
Has love and heart
That lead us to meet each other
In this world
Has two of us
***
The only star
that I always wait to see everyday
I want it to be the same star...
that you also keep an eye on
that only star
***
Monday, I'm waiting
Tuesday, I'm still waiting to see
see..see...if you are fine
Wednesday, you're still not here
Neither in the morning, nor later
Thursday is also empty
Friday or Saturday or even Sunday
None of the day that I don't miss you
None of the day that you will come back
To be in our old days
How long it will be like this? I don't know
How many months or years?
How many billions of our past memory?
I never don't miss you
***
I don't understand
Why it must be you..
To be the one in my heart
I have met many people
But It must be you eventually
Who are in my heart
Love
Is not a coincidence
Love
Can connect you with me
There's only the heart that knows
Who is the one in my dream
You're the one that I've been waiting
Because the heart is begging
Cause the heart is calling for
Born to be your forever
It's because my heart
Never confused
It's certain that you are the only one
There are not many reasons
It just because my heart chooses you
***
Monday, I'm waiting
Tuesday, I'm still waiting to see
see..see...if you are fine
Wednesday, you're still not here
Neither in the morning, nor later
Thursday is also emply
Friday, Saturday or Sunday
None of the day that I don't miss you
None of the day that you will come back
to be in our old days
The day that I met you
The day that I was close to you
The day that we held hands
The day that I loved you
The day that I spoke to you
The day that you listened to me
How long it will be like this? I don't know
How many months or years?
How many billions of our past memory?
I never don't miss you
Friday, Saturday or Sunday
None of the day that I don't miss you
None of the day that you will come back
To be in our old days
***
Don't know how long is it
That I have to resist everything
Hide all of the truth in my...heart
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