don't

Don't tell me about the heart breaks, baby. Because you know nothing at all. I have always been there for you, you don't know what it feels like to be waiting for so long, that you yourself will get tired of it. But it doesn't end there, no. You then, after being locked back in the corner like a shadow, will be shown a tiny bit of light. Just a bit, not too much to make you feel satisfied, but enough to leaves you wanting for more. The luckiest you'll be, however, is to be able to keep that light. 

That's how you made me feel, although we have changed. You've become my star, setting my heart on fire. 

I can't say I've forgiven you, for I was never mad at all. But you don't know me as much as I know you. You don't know how much I've went through, just to get here. With you, as delicate and innocent as a white rose. And your thorns has pricked my fingers, my heart. 

But rest assured, darling, I'm just tired.

So can I see you wait for me like I did?

Just keep on waiting, until my sadness has gone away

Until we get so tired, that we forgot who we are.