I wished I could say it out loud straight to your face,
But my ego was holding my hands firm, 
I can't move, nor even fidget, 
My eyes fell down, and I no longer see it, 
It seems my balls has shrunk, or you have snatched it. 

It's funny when I felt this way, 
And the way you behave today tells me that you felt the same too, 
I guess it wasn't just me that couldn't find my balls, 
Because of your eyes, and your hands, it betrayed you.
Just like I did.

I wonder if we could ever be truthful to each other,
Was it too late to digest all this,
Now that I truly realized that we only had a couple of days left,
Maybe we should never vow to keep the status quo,
Since I hate loosing my ball, and I hate loosing something more too...