As the intro of The Winner Takes It All sounded, thought you left you phone here, only to realize that you left your album with us..

When you left in a rush, thought we would never see you again, only to find your painting on the wall..

When you figured that I wasn't around to bid farewell, you thought of saying goodbye..

When you left without a note, I figured out that it's not the distance, but the feeling well kept in my heart..