他的好就放在心里,
记得曾有个人能让你那么心醉.

It has been a while since someone was able t make me think of him,
miss him, stare into space, smiling.
I hope and wished t see you every single day.
I wake up everyday thinking it was a new day with new hopes
t see you.
However, it doesnt matter if i really met you again,
other than that pinch of disappointment,
i knew you had a space in my heart.

I knew you were special,
th first time i saw you when i was still a kid.
I didnt know it was love then.

I felt you were different,
that time i met you again after so many years.
i believed that it was fate which brought us t meet after so long.

I knew you were different,
after all that crushing which went on fr months,
till today.

You was th first guy, who made me lost sleep.
i always thought a good night's sleep would make me forget my troubles,
and that everything would be fine th next day.
You was th first guy, who made me feel that loving you was happiness itself.
You was th first guy, who i had a crush on fr so long,
even though i know this r/s would never work out.
You was th first guy, i thought i would never be able t live without.
life seems t revolve around you.

I thought after a day out,
i was alright.
i didnt know, why i had that dream.
I only realised, i woke up tearing.
Thinking back,
it somehow really hurt deep inside.
I really didnt know,
i would break down.
I thought i could take it all so easily,
perhaps i just aint as strong as i thought i was.

It was th first time i didnt wan t see you,
on my way home.
& guess what?
i saw your cousin when i was reaching home.
oh, how great.
god's playing sport of me.

When i looked into th mirror,
i saw a fool tearing.
I told th fool she was supposed t be happy fr him,
and stay strong fr other who was there fr her,
and not let them down.

It was th first night i didnt want t think of you
till i drift off t sleep.
I told myself,
after i wake up th next day,
i could no longer continue t like you like before.
i would have t learn t give up.
Slowly,
i drifted off t sleep,
yet i knew my heart was awake.

My nightmare came true,
all so true.
Friends told me dreams are always th opp. of reality.
but why does nightmares come true?
I didnt xpect much,
i just wanted t keep on loving you till th day i couldnt,
when you found your love.

Boy, tell me what t do.