A hand required another hand to hold ,
A spoon will be accompany by a fork .
Night will be follow by day .
Dreams will be awaken by waking up ...
Somehow life is following a cycle everyday .
Keep repeating it's pattern continuously .

We're just like this cycle ,
Repeating and repeating ,
Separated yet reunion .
Reunion but sill separated .
Was it fated or a joke ?
Was it a joke or reality ?
Was a reality thus it fated ?
I really don't feel like knowing it .

It's already 1 year plus ,
What we go through
defined that this time is just too short .
Once bitten twice shy ,
therefore it's just seem impossible
for me to give you another chance
thought i really feel to .
The key to our closeness
is my weakness .
Depend is the key that
still lead me to you .
You belong to the black world
while i belong to the white .
But somehow i wish i was the Grey ,
So i can stand next to you ,
depend on you while not having
to become your kind .
But I know there's no Grey .
It's only black or white .

Hopefully once again ,
time will prove everything .
Prove the wrong or right
of our repeating history .
Frankly speaking ,
I couldn't live without you .
On the other hand ,
I wanted to live without you .
It's the mixed feeling once again
Flowing through my blood vessels .