
I’ve become accustomed to these tears,
Even my tears now laugh at me,
Waking up with dried tears on my cheeks every morning.
The season of separation is clouding over,
Dark lonely nights have become my only companion,
Maybe I’m just comfortable being sad?
I am lost in this path,
I have no one left by my side,
Walking down this dark path,
Even my shadow has left me,
How do I scale through?
Every night, I tell myself
That I have forgotten about you,
But why do I still wake up with dried tears on my cheeks?
Why do memories about you
Make me cry?
Written in your memories,
I can still hear you sing,
We were together only but for a while,
I started loosing myself from you,
I never became yours, although I was always yours.
If we were going to separate,
Then why did God bring us together,
I tell myself that I have forgotten you,
But why do your memories still make me cry?

