Today must be an important day for you.
I asked for today and you made it work.
But as much as I'm thankful, why does my heart hurt knowing that I don't know what I don't?

I kept calling you an ingrate teasingly, but the one who's really one is me.

My head's hurting and all I want to do is sleep. But I can't stop wondering.

There's secrets between us after all.

Oh Hanani, why can't you just be appreciative and stop questioning?