It's not that I don't work hard enough
It's just that you can't feel my dedication
Now that even a word has become a luxury
Why should I search so hard?
From now on, you are you and I am me
We no longer have anything to do with each other
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky
Blows into my memory
Broken our past
I grit my teeth and stab your heart with a sword
But I'm not cruel enough after all
The sword pierced his chest
Cold and determined
As the sword withdraws from the body
Countless flowers bloom in the sky
Delicate and charming
I smile gracefully
Then turned into wisps of yellow sand
And you are still smiling like a flower
[The story is boring and the plot is vulgar]
[The story may progress slowly and be a bit sadistic]
[The reason for the slow progress is that I talk too much and am a bit abusive. . I don't know why either]
Hey guys, I'm catching up on homework, so updates are a little slow. .