And when everyone's asleep, I lie awake thinking what went wrong. I do not weep, yet my mind plays a melancholic song. I drift away in hopes of dreams, yet they were here to stay with their agonizing screams.
What will I do with all my wishes if I can't wish for you?
Starvation shall kill me.
If it wasn't for fear, I'd be laying lifeless on the floor of this cold, dead room.
The feeling of your words will linger as time passes, but these memories will haunt me 'till the end of time.