You stay there
High in glare
Sit and see little raindrops fall
Wish for a call
A question about this day
How was the traffic? How was the work? How was people? How's this? How're those? How are you?
So silly, you say
You put your telephone.
There is no one.
You keep look at it.
How tragic.
Wondering about this one.
A girl.
Who wait for you...
Counting every single minutes to made your day
Prepare a surprise on your birthday
Ask you about everything
And would love to love you until the day you die.
How silly, I say
How you wish for something you can not give.
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