Because of that person, you were upset all day.
I spent the whole day consoling you.
On my way home in the evening the darkened sky looks sad.
Maybe I cried for a brief moment….
I should be sick of this now,
Watching the you, who always watches that person and live like this
With her infront of your eyes and me behind your back
The us, who only looks at what’s in front of us….
You don’t know, don’t you?
The me who can’t even say I love you
Not that far,
Yet not that close.
There’s a love you don’t know about.
Looking at it now, its not even sad
Always besides you, I was one of the close people
On happy days
On painful days
Why do I always want to see you?
Not one of us did anything wrong
Its my fault for loving you.