You.

I thought you came only once in a lifetime. And i thought I love you much until I don't spare my tears at all. I cried all night long just for you.

And then you come again.

Suddenly, I want to believe that true love will come back after we set it free. I really want to believe in that but I don't know how. Because it seems like you come and you go. You come again and you go again.

And I feel like I'm an island.

People come and people go.