I remember your sparkling eyes so full of hate
how they observed me from the roof
How they told me that you were my soulmate

You forced me to dress up in things that you've designed
- designed for people like me
Made me believe that some things are just meant to be
Made me believe that nothing in this world is for free

I've seen the return of the seasons through you,
unable to reach the person I once knew
Gasp for air,
the end of your story is near
Next page will be written by me
- my sweetest dear