I am drifting.
Slowly detaching.
Far away I am walking.
Catching myself from falling.
I am running.
It's already tiring.
So long I've been crying.
Are you even listening?
I am trying.
Stop myself from leaving.
Is there a reason for staying?
If you're just cheating and lying.
I am thinking.
Spare me from doubting.
After all that's happening,
I still love you, my darling.