If . . .

I can't think clearly now.
I'm tired of this situation.
I'm tired of crying.
I'm tired of thinking about our memories.
But,i just cant get over you.
I never being like this before.
You used to come to my class and sat beside me.
You used to hold my hand.
You used to teach me when i cant do my lesson.
You used to call me with that name. NOW? Just sometimes.
Ohh.
When will it happen again?
*HOPE HOPE HOPE*
i want to go back to where we started.
Im crying again and you cant comfort me now.
How many tears have fallen from my eyes because of you?
If i can start all over again , . . .