• look forward to the time we spend together, but it seems to just get shorter and shorter. And then I'm all alone again. With you I can be someone even I can accept. But then you're gone and I hate myself all over. Will the days ever be the same where we spend endless nights laughing and talking? It will come again, I'm sure of it. But until I can be with you, I must lock myself into a cage and forget the world. If I don't say it, it's still true. I love you.