Its about a doll which is able to come to live only at midnight and would went back to being a doll once the clock strikes 6 in the morning.

You : It's funny how I managed to hear your voice only once the clock strikes 12,

          Even if that's your slow breathing when you're sound asleep.

          It's funny how you managed to make that something particular inside me flutter even with your sleeping face.

          I would in every little detail of that angelic face of yours till my brain brust.

D.O : It's funny how I always found you beside my bed enev though I would always place you back on my favourite shelf.

          Every morning I would notice how the sparkles in your eyes would become brighter as the days passed.

          It's how I would stare at you though I knew your eyes were not on me.

          I would use my fore fingure to brush your hair away form your face even though I knew you'd feel nothing.

          It's funny how I would talk to you till I fell asleep though I knew you'd never respond.

You : It's funny how you would say that I couldn't hear what you were saying though I paid attention to every word.

         Oh, how wrong you were that if only I could tell you.

          Would it be too much to ask to spend just a day with you?

          What's funnier is that you were able to take my last breath away even a second before the clock strikes 6,

My Last Breath.