I Remembered You This Valentines
You finding a stable job, me trying to cope up with mine.
We're both just back to what we usually do: to just simply---survive.
The only difference is that there will be no more of "you and I".
Was there even a "you and I" in the first place?
Cause from what I've remembered, I was not the one being chased.
I stretched my arms and ran to you as fast as I can
But the more I get closer, the more you won't hold my hand.
Am I annoying? Did I do something wrong?
Is my love not right? Is my love not strong?
Why would you want me but won't even hold my hand?
You're willing to let go of mine and chase another one's instead.
Ahh damn, this kind of feeling sucks.
It's the kind of heartbreak that you know in the first place, you're gonna be out of luck.
That no matter how much you pour your love into his cup
He'll just spill it all out and find someone else's love.
It hurts, it really does.
My heart squeezes itself, my mind feels so messed up.
Am I ugly? Do you really hate me that much?
Is my love that obsessive that you made your doors be shut?
But what can I do? What more there is to do?
I have done everything. For seven years I've chased you.
But not once did you try to even look back
I was the first, but you chose her to be your last.
