Too much.

I never tell you how I really feel.

We are more like friends than lovers, and I don't know what to do.

Perhaps, things have to come to an end.

I don't know how long i can take it,

I don't want us to drag this around, because it hurts.

Remember the first day we started all this?

And you would tell me how much you love me, every single day.

And now, where is it?

Where is you passion, baby?

I need it badly.

Please, I want my baby back, I don't want you to be my friend.

Because I already have enough friends,

I just want you to be my baby.

I know, I may not be a perfect guy for you,

although you keep telling me that I am good enough.

I feel bad too,

for not able to spend time together,

for not able to become like other couples.

But deep down my heart, I'm happy with you,

every single minute.

You're my best girl ever, and I don't want to lose you.

But, I don't want us to be like that.

Baby, please come back.