I think I will never know
How we ended up this way
They say people come and go
But there's a lot left to say
All the words mattered
Some fights were fine
But some regrets aren't getting better
And all of them are mine
If this is the end
I will still wish you happiness
I would still reach out my hand
When you fall into emptiness
I may never pass through
Your mind once again
I guess I will bid you adieu
Because people come and go
-- every now and then
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Fall
PoetryAlternative title: Autumn Melancholic thoughts, twisted dimensions, and fallen colors Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring. This story tells about memories in autumn. As a season changes, there comes another one. The contents of this book are purely p...
