Kisa (a name, likely a pet's name)

“I thought you would be with me forever...” you typed with mistakes due to tears, feeling how the words were tearing your soul apart. “But you’re leaving.. And now you won’t recognize me in the crowd...” you continued typing, putting all your pain, all your disappointment into every word. You had barely sent the message when your phone vibrated. "Sunshine, listen. Yes, I argued, but I really love you!" came a message from him. You took a deep breath, trying to calm the trembling in your body. The tears were still flowing, but a new strength had emerged within them—the strength of resolve. It hurt, so much hurt, but you couldn't stay where you were being used. "I'm letting you go..." you replied. It was the last thing you could say to him. Period. The end. The words came out with difficulty, leaving behind a burning emptiness. But he didn't give up. Less than a minute later, the screen lit up again. "Call me with you. I'll come through the evil nights," Kisa wrote again. Those lines from the song again. Now they sounded not like sincere remorse, but like a desperate, almost manipulative attempt to hook, to win back, to hold on. "I will follow you... No matter what the path prophesies for me. I will come where you are." - another message, another line, another try.