Hostage

You and I are trying to breath in a sophisticated environment.

We both kidnap a part of each other.

I thought this defines what love is about?

So I stood by you through all these years.

Now, our love has become a stupid game with no trust but doubts.

The rule is to carefully breath and tread lightly in order to be closer.

But I am still drowned in the memory of your tenderness.

If you love me, you wouldn't be afraid of the void that exists between the both of us.
Pull the trigger and shoot through this loving heart of mine.

Let the sound of the shot sent our relationship back where it never began.

If I cannot escape from the haunting of love.

I won't struggle, I'll understand. Because it makes no difference anyway.

Finally, i'm released at this very moment.

Look at what our love has become.

Are you satisfied?

Let's just stop the lying.