And that I miss you sometimes when I’m alone in my room. But I have no right to ask you “how you feel?” I have no right to speak to you so kind at that time when I miss you. Because I am not who you are. I know that I can’t go on just holding on to time. Now we were living separate lives.
Well I hold on to love you through I know that you lost your love for me. That maybe blined.
........I don’t think of the result is that “Love you leads to isolation.”