In your messed up life, I stayed,
even when I knew it would be like hell,
I lost everything peacefully for you.
To the sky which was colourful before,
I made apologies, cause even when you made me suffer,
I fought against myself!
There are a lot of things I would say when my sky
will turn black as the nights you gave me,
you weren’t the moon you thought shining in my realm.
Patience was my favourite part of my connection,
I’ve become a sufferer without getting enough.