Like the wind, you just came, but vanished before I get to love you, hold you... And I'm here alone, thinking of you like a fool.

"If you love him, who will love you?"

The club was banging with music, spectrum of lights was flashing everywhere. But the brightest one is shined on this one particular person. He is the life of the party. 

The studio is banging with music, and alcohol. A soulful voice was transmitting through the microphone, and the thousand dollar speaker is producing those lustful, mystical, painful and aching word deep within from her heart. 

The music can be heard inside the 'private' glass door. Glasses of pure alcohol was clinging. It was a mix of sweat and alcohol, and expensive perfume. He is enjoying all of this. ALL OF IT. But his heart, doesn't know the consequences of how it will effect him, and someone, who he can potentionally lose. 

The music can be heard from the thousand dollar speaker, of 'The Life Of The Party'. While admiring him like a fan, but her heart feels otherwise. The mix of pain and disappointment was written all over her. He was someone whom she loves dearly, but it was all her fault all along. It was her fault that she feels this way. 

It was too painful loving you, because I couldn't build up the courage to tell you how much I love you. The way we value our life is so different that it couldn't pull us together. I have given you all my love, hope, and heart, because you are the first one to steal ALL of it from me. ALL OF IT. And I hate you because you haven't return them in the way I hope you would.