I admit to myself I did missed you dearly
I admit I was thinking of you every day
I admit how sadden was I on how time flies so easily
Making me missed you more in every step of my way.
Barely there is nothing much to hold on to this missing part
For I know, all of this are merely factual lies of my suppressed life
There is no longer a way to make a past to be present now
And there is nothing much I can do to undo what has been done.
I am happy now with my life; least that was I thought
I am contented with what I am now; least that was I dreamt of
I can say I am better off alone; least that was I believed in
Yet rather after all those beliefs, all I did was lying to myself.
I must start things the right way anew in my life
I must stop thinking on the past and leave it behind
For there is nothing I can do to bring back what I lost
Even though I missed you and it hurts but I need to.