A little time that you have,  
please give it to me. 
I hope you'll hurry to meet me.
This once, I beg of you. 
There's something I want to convey. 

One second waiting you here, 
feeling like all day. 
Many times I see the clock at hand, 
for the sake of killing time. 
I see no sign of your presence,
and it convinced me. 
That you will not come. 

Empty, dejected, and anger, 
all are in my mind.
It mark instantly, 
the mark of unrequited hearts, 
that have been hurt by your love. 
I want to be angry, to vent.
But I'm just alone here. 
I want to show to anyone.
That my heart is disappointed and broken.