I bet this time of night you’re still up
I bet you’re tired from a long, hard week
I bet you’re sitting in your chair by the window, looking out at the city
And I bet sometimes you wonder about me

a broken heart guy who still love his lover, sit on his couch in rainy day in dark room and listening to the radio. a small smile appear on his beautiful lips, but there are also some tears drop on his flushing cheeks. holding a grey blanket which covered his tiny body, he sing along with the song.

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope you know that
Everytime I don’t,
I almost do, I almost do

as he sings the song as much he drops his tears, he don't know how long he hold his tear, how much scar opened because of that person, how many hopes gone by that person fake promises, and how many times he forgive that person so he can hurt him more.

but he wonder.... how many times he should count to forget that person... he misses him...

I bet you think I either moved on or hate you
‘Cause each time you reach out there’s no reply
I bet it never, ever occurred to you that I can’t say hello to you
And risk another goodbye

a thousand calls and billions messages on his phone do not opened from that moment, afraid to touched it afraid to shaking his felling. he avoid all about that guys thing. he thinks that maybe he can forget that person soon by avoidng him. careless about what happend around him and have no acces to that person world is the easy way out he thinks this far.

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope you know that
Everytime I don’t,
I almost do, I almost do

he sees the old picture of his last year of high school, the most beautiful flashback coming back in his mind. remaided about that boy he loves the most. but also the persn he hates for all is whole life.

Oh, we made quite a mess, babe.
It's probably better off this way.
And I confess, babe,
In my dreams you're touching my face
And asking me if I wanna try again with you.
And I almost do.

sometimes reaching for that person shadows hurted him the most, the way that person loved him, took care of him, sang a song for him, hugged him, kissed him, and stood for him make him realise that he can't get away from that person.but then again he know that all this time he spends enough time to loves that person and get hurt, and fallin for that person again.

I bet this time of night you're still up.
I bet you're tired from a long hard week.
I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the city.
And I hope sometimes you wonder about me.

he stare at the large window on his house, sit on the large bed and thinking about a certain person who he loves the most. missing that person like a crazy man he let a tear fallin down from his cheek. he close his and remembering that beautiful face of that person and unconsiously mumbling that person name...

"Lu~"