you ain't good to my heart.
I still found myself empty.
I still need your time to comfort me.
I think no one can make me feel what you've always done to me.
I think no one's perfect until I met you cause you're imperfectly perfect for me. I think that I still wanted you to chat me, to text me or call me when I'm happy sad or lonely.
I think that, you're the only one who can give me unexplainable feelings;
I think despite for all what you've did, you're still the one that I need.