I'm afraid I'm more serious.
I had hypnosis myself you by my side.
Touching my own hand regard as touching yours.
Playing soliloquy as if you're talking to me.
I said"I don't miss you" cause I had created plenty of illusion.
Only in this way can not insomnia a voice to cry at midnight.
All blame I miss you too incurable.
I can feel your kiss every moment away from you. I'm longing to see you again, every moment.
Those pointlessness comes to be meaningful, just because of your existence.