your reply is in a mess
at this moment in time,
i thought of the pigeon beside the fountain,
the sweetness is scattered.
a mysterious tugging of my emotions
i'm still loving you.
but you continued singing
pretending that nothing has happened.
time has passed and left,
love is faced with a choice.
you've become cold and i've cried
the unhappiness you felt when you left,
you just wrote them down on a card.
sometimes love can only be like this and it's really painful.
what happened, you're tired, where is the happiness that we agreed on?
i understand, don't say anymore, love has weakened, my dreams have drifted.
being happy or not, narrating them one after another, you cant bear it.
those feelings of loving were way too deep, i can still remember them.
you're not waiting anymore, wheres the happiness that we agreed on?
i was wrong, tears have dried, we've let go, we've regretted.
only that musical box of memories still continue to turn,
how can it be stopped?
