Feeling all fucked up now.
Why must this happen?
If only I stayed at home,
all this shit will never happen.

I've loved you ever since the day,
I told you I love you.
No matter what, I accepted you as who you were.
I still love you baby. I can't help it.
Don't doubt me here, for what I'm saying is real.
Please my dear, don't give up on us.

The joy we had, the time we spent.
All was real. Never once was it fake.
So are my feelings for you baby.
I'm sorry for not being there sometimes.
I'm sorry for saying the wrong stuff.
I was never good with words.
But three words, would do.
I love you.

So please, please, please.
Let me love you once more.