• All things are as it was before,
    But you can't hurt me anymore.
    You say you miss me, is it true?
    Because I'm still not over you.

    The countless times you scarred my soul,
    I let it go, I lost control;
    But now our distance shields me well,
    If it would work, dear Time can tell.

    If I erase these wounds you left,
    I only hope I won't regret--
    Then let this be our last attempt.
    Our bittersweet "Goodbye" impends...