The evening wind blows through my senses, bringing the dissapointment you gave me, i thought it was over, why did you have to dig up the old wound? If you truly believed me, why did u remind? What have i done? What have i caused you? You chose to believe the outsiders, sided kwith lies and confundment, am I nothing to you? After all i've said, all i've done, what i've said meant nothing, what i've explained was useless, sounded like irritated bee's in your ears... Then why forgive me? Why give me the comfort? When, in the end, you still didn't believe me, in the end, was the feeling of pain and emptiness you've caused me... why? What have i done? I really do not understand... a game it may be to you, but the price of a lifetime it is to me...

''What have i done?''