So Much to Fix

We fight..then we came back to normal again..But then, we fight again..

It is non stop fight until each of us being hurted by ourselves.

I don't know what is right, what is wrong..

I don't know what you are doing... I don't know where are you now..

Where would I find you..How..

I always pray that it will not happen again..

How I miss the good memory we had..