Seeing-

I don't even get the chance to see.

Hearing of you being like this, can't help but to feel helpless.

What to say, what to do?

What does it matter to you?

Why is it that I can never seem to get through to you?

I mean come on, who am I to do anything for you?

You have better people. Of all the people to confide in, of all the people to console you. And I'll be part of that last resort mechanism, as always.

Yet I'm still raring to try.

I'm still itching for the heartbreak.

And you can just continue being so cold towards.

On another note. To another person.

Disputes may arise. It's a sin to lie. If it's really the case, you could just say the truth before things get any worse.

Just do me that little favor. It won't kill you.