Mm.
The sun is setting
I still don't love anyone
The love story is still wrong
It's not over yet
Because the last message
I put it all in my heart
Receiving the words of goodbye
I cut you off at the end
How have you been living all this time?
It must be so warm,
painful to live by
your side
Sometimes I miss you,
I just look at you through the camera
I try to keep the distance
You still didn't say goodbye And they were so welcome
That day I didn't
accept it, breaking up was bothering me
There are two or three times a day,
Bali came to me,
voluptuously