dhere's only the piiano left to stand here wiif myiie,,
the marriiage between us dhat ii've alwaes dreamt of,,
has become the tune of someone walkiing down the aiisle alone..
nn has been siilenced iin my piillow~~
iin thiis love tug-of-war,, to love myiie or to love ue,,
ue chose yourself..
poutingly,, cutely,, faiithfully,, loviing to cry,,
all the photos contaiins memoriies dhat ue liike,,
nn from all the photos we've taken iit can be seen how much ii once loved ue..
tiill todae ii'm stiill at the startiing poiint,,
but ue have already walked back iinto your memoriies..
ue saiid ii loved ue too much,, so much dhat iit's drowniing ue,,
ue're scared dhat happiiness wiill be gone after only a second..
breakiing up iis a form of reliief,, iit allows ue to thiink through carefully,,
can ue giive myiie dhat 'sky' dhat ii want..
ue saiid ii gave ue too much,, dhat ue couldn't giive myiie anythiing,,
cant tell between fervor,, promiises,, eterniity or temptatiion..
love iis liike a wound,, let's endure the paiin ourselves,,
siilence iis my fiinal act of gentleness,,
because ii love ue too much ~~
ii know dhat mutual love iis nort easy from the start,,
love iis nort just 1 + 1,, ue wun alwaes get results even iif ue work hard..
the tears on my cheeks are stiill warm,, yet dhere's no one holdiing my hand..
the marriiage between us dhat ii've alwaes dreamt of,,
has become the tune of someone walkiing down the aiisle alone..
nn has been siilenced iin my piillow~~
iin thiis love tug-of-war,, to love myiie or to love ue,,
ue chose yourself..
poutingly,, cutely,, faiithfully,, loviing to cry,,
all the photos contaiins memoriies dhat ue liike,,
nn from all the photos we've taken iit can be seen how much ii once loved ue..
tiill todae ii'm stiill at the startiing poiint,,
but ue have already walked back iinto your memoriies..
ue saiid ii loved ue too much,, so much dhat iit's drowniing ue,,
ue're scared dhat happiiness wiill be gone after only a second..
breakiing up iis a form of reliief,, iit allows ue to thiink through carefully,,
can ue giive myiie dhat 'sky' dhat ii want..
ue saiid ii gave ue too much,, dhat ue couldn't giive myiie anythiing,,
cant tell between fervor,, promiises,, eterniity or temptatiion..
love iis liike a wound,, let's endure the paiin ourselves,,
siilence iis my fiinal act of gentleness,,
because ii love ue too much ~~
ii know dhat mutual love iis nort easy from the start,,
love iis nort just 1 + 1,, ue wun alwaes get results even iif ue work hard..
the tears on my cheeks are stiill warm,, yet dhere's no one holdiing my hand..
