Where did I go wrong …. Why can’t I hold your hand and be the one who make you stay … I wonder every night and then.
Where did I go wrong …. Which turn did I take so that it seemed like a flowery path when you walked the opposite direction of me …. Was it me? Was my plea too loud? Was my love too clear it scared you? Was my heart beating too fast it felt like you were being chased — and so, you run?
Why are you too far away …. Where did I go wrong …. I chant, chant, keep chanting as if the stars hung by the sky tonight would finally hear me and wish the same thing. But then, will it be cruelty? Because it’s not your will to stay residing beside me … right? I keep offering hand yet you keep fading away … yet you stained too hard, too obvious to be forgotten. Will it be cruelty? When I pray to see you one more time, and one more, one more, one more, one more turn to … perhaps forever. And perhaps, I do want you for ever.
And that’s where I went wrong.
