I’m counting down the days.
Expect nothing with the yields.
Sometime it scares me.
But i will face it bravely.
And i still want to try.
Till i give up and we say goodbye.
Lets see the next month.
Will we still see the same moon?
What do i have to do
When the distance makes me stand far away from you.
It’s not about the heart.
But things sometime make us apart.