i let you hold me, and you held on tight. i knew you couldn't let go, so i held on. a few more minutes was all i was telling myself. i didn't wanna go. not like that. not after so much. i finally let go and so did you. i couldn't help myself, couldn't help the tears. i knew i couldn't do this anymore so this was it. you couldn't do it either. maybe it is better for the both of us. to not let ourselves hold on for too long. and for the last time, you held onto me tightly. for the last time you told me how you felt. i'm sorry i couldn't make it any better. but i'm not better. maybe i will be, maybe i won't be. something happened, and i'm not sure why, but it made me click. so there we were trying hard for a solution, but none came and we ended up unhappy as usual. so we'll go back to our petty lives that we've lived without each other. and we'll learn, we'll grow. we'll find something better, if not the same.

those lips that caused this sin,
so please,
give me my sin again.