It didn't matter how much I cried for you, did it?
All those sleepless nights would never make any difference.
It didn't matter that I loved you more than life itself,
because you could never really see me.
Sometimes I wish that I could hate you,
and burn everything I have left of you,
but I know that you're a part of me.
I gave you my heart,
and I think you gave me a part of yours,
because no matter what I do
I always keep hearing your heartbeats.