It doesn't mean anything

You get to spend another hour of him
He tells you his stories
He said goodnight to you
but it doesn't mean anything.

He tells you to take care
He play around with your phone
He looks into the personal parts of your purse
but it doesn't mean anything.

He knows your birthday
He knows where you're from
He knows who your family members are
but it doesn't mean anything.

You wish it is something like love
You wish it is leading to love
You wish it can at least mean something
but it doesn't mean anything.

I am a wee bit happier than I was for...the past few months?
I've been missing you more than ever since the day you xxxxxxxxx.

I can think of a million sweet things about you and the possibility of us in the future;
but it will break my heart in a million ways, a million times, as tragic as possible.

It is not an easy thing to hold back what I have in my heart from spilling
it is as hard as holding on to something for a long time without letting it go.

All the memories and everything we share,
I know, it's still not enough to make up a relationship.
It's again, nobody but me and your ghost made up of my imagination
dancing to the most romantic song I can imagine.

I can only stand at where I am now,
I cannot ask for more to ruin what we have now.
For what we share now,
is just perfect.