I'm still searching for the reason,
Maybe it's there somewhere,
In the bathroom sink,
Where I washed my bloody mouth,
After our longest fight for the denasty of our lives,
Maybe you don't want to hurt me....
But.... you did,
And it hurts...., like hell.

I'm still searching for the reason,
Maybe it's there somewhere,
In the vanished garden of our backyard,
Where there are upside down trees,
Like a half naked man,
All died.... with shame,
Maybe they shouldn't have died,
But.... they did,
And you killed them.

I'm still searching for the reason,
Maybe it's there somewhere,
In that loanly bedroom,
Which used to be alive some other days,
Where we shared the closest moments of our hearts,
Which are now scattered on the ground ,
Like broken pieces of our wedding photo frame,
That had been used to hung over our bed,
Maybe that never should have been broken,
But... it did,
Like our broken home.

I'm still searching for the reason,
Maybe it's there somewhere,
Beside that lake,
Where we used to take evening walk together,
Or maybe it's there in that mall or cinema hall,
Where you used to take me on every weekend,
Or maybe it's there in that carpool,
Where we shared our first glance,
Or maybe it's there at that sidewalk of the downtown alley,
Where you hold my hand for the first,
Or maybe it's there on that riverdale bridge,
Where we kissed for the first.

I'm still searching for the reason,
But, I couldn't find any,
Which could define me your betrayal,
Which could tells me why we drifted away this far,
Which could tells me why you decided to left me for that hallucinating attraction,
I couldn't find any....,
But...,maybe you would ,
Maybe on your way... back home.

© Dimpi
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