Everything I do, you do.
Everything I listen to, you too.
Everything I like, you like.
Even though there's some common interest,
but there still something that we have nothing in common.
When I call you, you ignore me.
When I smile to you, you look away.
When I try to approach, you fly way.
When I like you, you didn't like me?
Is it that hard to face this,
REAL STAGE OF LOVE?
REAL STAGE OF LIFE?