Sometimes I'd like to say how much you mean to me,
But this is impossible if you do not listen to me.
Your voice trembled as in the past,
And a steady supply me with any questions which I can't answer.
Sometimes I'd yell at you how much I really love you,
But even this is impossible if you don't believe me.
Just as in the past you cried,
and a steady supply of fear of something in front of me I can't explain.
Sometimes I'd tell you how important your presence is to me,
But it proves to be impossible if you do not talk to me.
Exactly as in the past, you were silent for a moment and said nothing,
And a steady supply of me wanted to screams your name.
Sometimes I would like to explain to you how much I miss you,
But it is so impossible when you look around and ignore me.
As yesterday reiterated everything that you said,
and a steady supply of it in me you will literally improve, just to check.
Sometimes I'd whisper to you how to adore you,
But it is so difficult when you're walking away.
Exactly as in the past, you were expecting what I say,
And a steady supply of fear in me that you don't want to hear what I say.
"Just know that you had had the best time and that everything will be okay. It is the only one that I want to tell you."