[★] somewhere only we know

never been so complicated
that i couldn't differiate which belong to which
i couldn't tell how it started up and how it just ended up
there should be a set of tags existed
but i think i forgot to put it on
then i lost all the track

i can't call you stranger
for those crazy things you had done
i can't call you my past
since the beginning never arrived, where the ending came from?
i can't make this simple as it should be
since i still care.
i still care.

Still
I remember your smile
was so bright.

to make a comparison
about how special your smile was
imagining the sky is crying
raindrops falling down from the sky
and you look at this grey sky, feeling all kinds of sorrow surrounding by you
you can't describe this feeling precisely because it was so complicated
like your emotions have mixed up
until you see his face
and his smile on his face
it removes your sorrow.
you can figure out what kind of feeling it was
warmth.

I didn't feel this way.
I just try to make myself in a safe position that no one can blame on me
since I ruined all this relationship
making you a fool out of this
and pulling another person into this awkward situation
I was thinking by making this story even more complicated, would it make
this story more significant, harder to forget...
actually I was wrong
there was no need to do so

when you still remember me
when you still remember this.

and i owe you a thousand of sorry

i never pulled my heart out
when there was time to express
i can't even express a feeling
my face was telling i care about it
but my mouth was saying i don't care at all
what i did and what i really meant were opposite
and i was/am still suck at lying

i can't lie
about the fact that i loved you.
i can't lie
by saying i don't love you.
but i lied.

i have a thousand words  to ask you
but i can't start thinking what to say is the most proper
and at least you won't feel awkward about this
it's a shame that what i only care even till now is myself
i always try to put myself in a perfectly safe place
which i'd always passive, being the right one, not the one should be blamed
and i'd act like it's none of my business, i'm not the problem, i should be running away from this...
i can only look back at myself at the mirror
to get to know that how worst i am.
probably the worst one you have ever met
and you won't think of seeing me again after i left without a single sound

i'm the one who is being complicated.