my eyes are so filled with tears.
no matter how my hands stumbled,
i can't seem to finish wiping them off my face.
all i could think was the past,
and the person who was once in it.
once in a while i try to be blind to it,
but it doesn't change the fact.
everytime i will wonder if you're aright,
i'll start to hate the fact that i don't know anything about you.
and bit by bit i start to think foolishly.
what can i do, where do i go?
all i want to know,
where are you?
do i still exist in you?