I stare at the blank screen
In front of me, blinking endlessly
I type few words, but can't get out what I mean
It is important, what I am trying to say, why can't you see?
No reply, no reply
Maybe it's because I'm too shy
I gave you and cannot give you a reply
No reply, no reply
I just kept staring at the blank screen
The little line blinking at me
I can't manage the words, it feels so obscene
Why is this the way it has to be?
I really want to send you a reply
All these feelings, but I have no words
And I can't help it when I cry
Those feelings I wish to convey
Though my fingers are numb
My eyes fixated to the blankness
Sadly, this is what my existence has become
The empty void of words as plain as darkness
But eventually, I know I'll have the power
To send you a reply, I will eventually send you a good reply
Maybe not this very day, perhaps not this very hour
Because these feelings, though however potent, I cannot deny
No reply, no reply
Though I gave you no answer
The reply is still buried in my heart, as true as the sky
No reply, no reply, not yet, no reply
