Do you still need me?
Do you still bleed for me?
Do you still plead for me?
Is there still a seed of love in you, for me?
A seed of love can grow into a love tree.
Do you still love me?
Do you still want me?
Do you still want to be with me?
You see, we are a forest of two trees.
Thoughts of you still haunt me.
It is true.
Do thoughts of me, still haunt you?