I’m willing to be with you, but your heart is with someone else.
I’m right here in front of you, but you kept looking for her even within your memory.
I’m jealous but I’m not brave enough to say that to you.
I want to be with you, that’s what my heart is screaming.
You know all along how I feel about you.
But you always pretend that you don’t hear me.
“She still exists in me”, that’s what you told everybody.

I looked up above as if she’s my last hope.
I looked up above wishing you will hear me.
"I can’t ask you to go back with him; that is just not possible.
...I want to ask you to let him let go of you.
I want to tell you, he deserves someone new… surely you will let him.
Let me make him forget about you.
Let me be with him and protect him like you always do.
I hope you are listening to what I’m saying
because I know he will never do unless a miracle like you
would tell him to…"

I cried because I can’t compete from a long gone body
and nothing but a lingering memory.