Why do I still think of you?
Why do I still dwell in your memories?
Life is going on, time is passing by,
I believed I am with the time too.
But here I find myself, looking for you,
Still, waiting for you, even when you hurt me.
I still look at your traces, still try to find you in my joys.
You are nowhere in sight, why do I care?
You are in a distant land, why do I care?
Love makes a fool of us,
It gives us hopes.
I am in tranquility, I am restless too.
And then the eeriness surrounds me.

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