It's abit more than what I've pridicted. But somehow, it goes like this~

All those time from yesterday and so, they didn’t wash away the pain. I always fear that this would happen, but yeah…somehow it did… you finally burn down the bridge. Not even a single nail left…

As I stood still.., I’m staring at the opposite of the bridge, I can’t see you…I can’t see you anymore.

Darker…darker, as the thunder storm rolls in, I can’t hear you…I can’t hear your voice anymore.

Louder…louder, as I started to cry, I can hardly speak I understand…to think I might not see those eyes…not anymore, makes it so hard not to cry.

Standing there looking at the burnt out bridge, seems like time went slower and slower… I don’t wanna walk away.., but I can’t wish for yesterday… I don’t wanna lose you…I don’t… but it’s so hard when you don’t care anymore. Something tells me you don’t care…you don’t care anymore…