what's the point?

It was my last night to live in the city lights
Giving my farewells and saying my goodbyes
My friends were there all through the night
It felt so good but something was missing inside

I got all dressed up in a pretty pink dress
With my hair nicely done but I felt like a mess
I waited all night but you never called
So I sat in isolation listening to our song

What’s the point in looking pretty
If you’re not there to share the moment with me
What’s the point in feeling beautiful
When the only person I wanted to impress was you
and how am I supposed to go on as if u didn’t exist?
Boy, you had me with that first kiss…..

Soon I’ll be leaving and the winds will change paths
But the memories will remain when I look back
And maybe, I’m hoping I’ll see you one last time
But you feel so out of reach , it’s all out of line.