Are you sleeping fine these days?
Without me, you're probably overthinking some stuff again.

I should probably tell you this, your warmth is getting colder.

And each night is a struggle for the feelings I'm trying to maintain.
I'm in trouble you know, it's like a deep stain.
Whenever I try to get rid of it, you'll be there to keep me in the loop.

Stop telling me to dream life with you when you don't want me to fall asleep.
Stop dragging me in the darkness of your flaws when you don't want me to embrace them.
Stop feeling lonely when I'm here with you.

Why are you suffering so much?
Why are you so sad?
Why did you held my hands so tight while you're crying over her?

And why, why can't I hate you despite you using me?

This is not love.
This is loneliness.
Don't get confused.
But I do regret one thing.

I never confessed that I loved you.

Just means I don't have the right to get angry.
There was a part of me knew.
I decided not to think that way.
Hopeless, really.

I've been dragging this drama long enough.
You must be tired and scared.

Because I'm important to you.
Guess losing me terrifies you than loving me.

I want you to look at me.
But I'm not a woman in your eyes.

-Levianel