This sad feeling is kill me inside, I cannot breathing when I think about her. Setiap kali tunggu bas kalau nak balik kampung, aku terbayang nampak dia tunggu aku kat tangga LRT Titiwangsa sambil galas backpack emerald green polcadot putih, pipi chubby tu, wearing black t-shirt and shawl. Senyum dan lambai tangan kat aku. Dia cantik macam selalu dgn lipstick merah. Oh my God, I'm crying right now. I want to hug her and tell her how I miss her after all this time.
Cause you never think that the last time is the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have them forever, but you don't.
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