Maybe One Day

Maybe one day you’ll realise,

How it was to see you leaving.

In cloudy weather and shattered skies,

I couldn’t feel myself wiping those damp eyes.

 

I noticed myself missing you,

At late night wanting to listen to you

I couldn’t help bringing this into,

but there was no alternatives besides.

 

Yes, I’m dying,

While you were busy lying.

Maybe one day you’ll realise,

How it was to let you criticise.

A girl with just some wishes trying to treasure her dreams by her work.

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