Words echoed back through the wall,
it hit me like that of from a fire ball.
Has already been taken its toll,
self now faces vengeful trouble.
I have heard the sharpest answer,
of your mind you unhesitatingly utter.
Then my reply sounded in obvious stutter,
enough you have killed me like forever.
"I don't love you even so little,
pity you-- that in my heart alone settle."
"I should have known it earlier,
so I don't appear like a stupid martyr."
Tonight seemed the hardest fall,
allow me to cry them all.
To the floor my heart stumble,
deeply wounded while I discreetly howl.
I hugged myself with strangest fear,
goodbye came here so very near.
Might it happen tomorrow dear,
prepare ourselves by the pain of spear.