We keep the phone and I call again
We stop messaging and I message again
We look at each other and I look back again
It was like I was not having enough of him
I stay awake at midnight
To read his midnight “goodnight message”
And reply in the morning
To give him an impression
I read it in the morning
We were crazy, I was the craziest
We were naughty, but he was the naughtiest
He loved me for few months, and I still love him
He called it over, and I felt lifeless
He moved on, and I couldn’t find my way.
He hugged another life but I couldn’t.