I opened that little box that reminds me of you
Years later I still remember how I suffered it
But it was so nice to lie down like that
That it still hurts that you didn't see yourself next to me
And I know that I won't keep the grudge that you deserve
I kept the bad quiet and the good feels too little for me
How are you? Where are you going?
So long without seeing you
Curiosity will tempt me to write you this message
I'm waiting for you at the door that you aren't going to open for me
See how on February third I'll think of you
On February third I'll only think of you
But I won't say anything because my pride is like that
And sometimes I ask myself if I'm still in love with you
I think I'm not, but for the drama we'll say yes
And I know that I won't keep the grudge that you deserve
I kept the bad quiet and the good feels too little for me
How are you? Where are you going?
So long without seeing you
Curiosity will tempt me to write you this message
I'm waiting for you at the door that you aren't going to open for me
See how on February third I'll think of you
Tomorrow I won't look for you
A year has already passed since the last time I saw you
Because on February third I'll only think of you