Empty
Staring at the white ceiling
Reminiscing those bad and good memories
We have shared
Those times when I could still lean unto you
Those times when you are still holding on.
You don't know how much I kept myself in tact
When you just left me behind, all of a sudden
You don't know how long I've waited
For the time to come that you'd be back.
Now I'm alone.
Feeling empty, feeling numb
I don't know if how much more I still have to wait
But I'll keep waiting
Even if it takes for myriads or score years
I will always be waiting for you to come back.
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