in a distance of starlight,
everytime i see the stars,
i would ask to myself;
have you ever regret meeting me?
ever since 그 날 [ that day ],
i keep questioning myself,
did i ever regretting my decision to love you as a man?
no , never;
you were like a blanket,
the one who comforted me,
it was so warm, but it's so cold these days;
oh , since you're not around anymore,
are you doing well ?
i don't think i'm doing well,
i feel like crying most of the time,
even the smallest thing that made me remember you,
can had me sobbing in the bedroom , alone.
after that 그 날 [ that day ],
did you ever think of me?
cause i did.
i think of you most of the time,
it's hurts so bad at first;
but time is healing ; they said.
i remember seeing you after 그 날 [ that day ],
you looked just fine;
as if we're just on a break,
i looked myself in a mirror and chuckled,
why did i looked like i didn't even took a shower?
it's insane how i can't even say your name out loud,
i feel like breaking inside,
this pain ..
what is this exactly?
am i missing you that much when i'm the one who let your hands go?
why did it hurts so bad?
am i longing to be with you?
i clearly remember how happy i was when i let your hands go.
do they call this as regret?
' i think we should end it here '.
i shouldn't say that.
but seeing how well you're doing without me;
does it mean .. you're not regretting anything?
'my hand just slipped , i didn't mean to let your hands go '.
that's the only excuse i can came up with;
knowing well that you'll not believe that.
i did let your hands go;
that's how it goes;
the day after , that day.
it was tiring ,
miserable,
horrible.
and full with regrets.
