For all of the butterflies that keep flyin' in our stomach, and the painful feelin' that haunted at last.
We grew up together, once. Hurt each other, support and wipe each other tears.
And one day, the decision was already made. We chose our own path.
No more late night conversation
No more the sound of my sleepin' voice on your ears
No more your smooth voice whispering on my ear, that sounds like a lullaby for me.
We are no longer be there for each other...
And after such a long times after our separation, what scaring me the most is, talkin' to you even isn't comforting me anymore...
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