It was hard. It is still.
I was here, searching myself, don't know what to care,
You're there trying to reach me, don't want to yield.

I tried to care, to give you what you yearn,
but it's hard for me if efforts are not given,
You can just forget about efforts in return.

Still long, too long to be longing for something real.
My love, your love, our love still strong, no iron, like a steel.
No right, there are times it went wrong, we steer.

I left, to the left,
There were no signs that made me happy,
I left crying furthermore,
Nothing like life you would want to have it.

Hi! I think alot. I can talk alot.
I can be silent for a long period of time.


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It was hard. It is still.
I was here, searching myself, don't know what to care,
You're there trying to reach me, don't want to yield.

I tried to care, to give you what you yearn,
but it's hard for me if efforts are not given,
You can just forget about efforts in return.

Still long, too long to be longing for something real.
My love, your love, our love still strong, no iron, like a steel.
No right, there are times it went wrong, we steer.

I left, to the left,
There were no signs that made me happy,
I left crying furthermore,
Nothing like life you would want to have it.