like the leaves that rustle,
like the feelings that never die,
I'm still the same old me.
At times, emotions cannot be controlled,
resulting in endless entanglement of feelings.
The world's a great place,
love's a great blessing.
When will you be happy with me again?
When will all these stop?
When will I stop being such a pain?
If granted, I wish I could meet you all over again.
* I miss you, don't throw us away.