I Don't Know What Happened , But You Sound Sad , And I Think I'm Involved . I've Thought A Lot About It , And I'm Still Thinking , Until The Day We Meet . Maybe I'm Just Not Meant To Be , Not Meant To Be In Your Life . But Please Wait For The Gift , It's Almost Done . And We'll See How It Moves From There . That Might Be Our Last Meet-up , Or Our First Of Many To Come . I'm Drained By All This , But For You , I'm Willing , Because I Treasure You , I Cherish What I Have With You . The Numbness Of Your Absence Is Decreasing Each Day , And I Don't Really Like That , But Maybe Life Is Telling Me Something , Or Maybe It's Just Me . I Can't Wait To See You Again , But I Feel , I'm Undeserving Of You , That's Why You're Always Sad , When I'm Around . Maybe I Should Let It Go , But I Know I Won't . This World Has Infinite Maybes , But As The Chinese Saying Goes : When Maybe Happens , There Won't Be Beggars On The Street ; The Old Times , The Security That You Felt , The Comfort That I Felt , It Has Been Absent For So Long , And I Yearn For It , Again .
I Guess I Call This A Challenge For Us , Waiting To Be Conquered .
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