Why does it start again?
This feeling of pain.
When we haven't meet for days,
'You miss her' is what my heart says.

It comes every night,
when you tell me to sleep tight.
In my dream I see you smiling,
and like you always do, laughing.

I never thought this love is deep,
and I always deny it.
Who knows that the person is you,
Who comes to me when I'm all blue.

Don't you stop recognising me,
coze I want you to know all about me.
Want you to choose me,
even others are better than me...

Me.