why

we just met. and talked about a thing, (well it means I listened to what you said).
talking about that thing,  that thing can connect us each other.
desperately I thought why I always think back about the time we talked each other.
It's such a -be-hoped-for-thing, which I miss.
you know, you are addicted thing. And talking to you is like 'a must to do' for me.
you are too smart to believe in someone, or something.
you have your own view and idea about how a life must be lived. 
somehow, I cant go closer and break the wall you built in your mind.
and I still dont want to knock the door you made to let me in.


I am tough,
and desperately,
you are difficult




-hopefully, this never happens to me-