More Of It?

i really wanted to see you for the very one last time before you leave.
i went to your house, waiting outside and called you.

Me: hey, where are you?
Her: on my way to my friend's house.
Me : oh ok.
Her: whats wrong?
Me : just wanna see you for the last time.
Her: oh, i'm sorry.
Me : it's ok, bye
Her: bye

I really hope to see her one last time in my life.
Is that so hard?
Guess we're not fated at all.

I've tried my very best to face you,
when i couldn't face you at all last time.

I really hate my life sometimes.