you give me 12 hours/day of your existence -- the one half.
there's no wonder, i would choose to wave around again.)
i don't know what to do when your are not right beside me.
i am quite hopeless in doing something good at this time.
so i wave around. and it's not the worst could happening.
we know that both.

in the very end i swore only about die together with you.
not about being hopeless when you can't be just near.
but i want 20/24, and i will try to figure it out how. soon.