the nearest distance

by the time i nearly got the star, you told me it was merely a fake.

very well, then,  i decided to keep silent.

what's important for you and me really differs, 

but why can't i make a difference in my own life?

i have been frustrated by you many many times, 

and i am tired of trying this time.

i don't want to cry, 

but you did make me cry, cry, cry.

i won't let it die; 

if it perishes one day, then it will be the end of the story.