Missing.

One sleepless night and it's not because of a nightmare. My mind is lost, my heart is trembling, my vision is filled with tears. I'm not sure what I did. I'm not sure at all. I'm starting to feel like I caused it. I'm looking for a way to find you, I'm looking for a way to discover what went wrong. I'm guessing you had a bad time at work, that's where I'll be visiting first. I hope I find you, but again I hope I don't see you with that expression that made my heart trembling. Filling my mind with confusion, you were always the one to make it straight forward. So why am I questioning you? I'm not sure, maybe I'm just holding on, thinking that it was just a bad day and you were in a bad mood. But maybe you meant it, maybe you meant all those words. But maybe to you, there is no maybe, it's the real truth.