It was a flame and now a fire. Your rage from my mistake grew bigger as your icy heart grew colder. It is not a circumstance where you regularly go shopping and you can’t reach the top shelf. Not even when you go to a concert but you left the tickets at home.
My sour feeling inside me like an unripe lime, regretting what I had done. Hearing the clock tick, it made me wonder. If the clock keeps ticking, why can’t I? Knowing I would not see you again, I jumped. I jumped up and reached out for you.