Dancing, Falling Leaves

Purple glass, Full of sadness and blurred vision Separation already destined by fate warmth, lost happiness does not exist Maybe I won't come back Tears keep coming Everything in the past has passed away Sadness, departure song The sound of wind, with the smell of sadness The sound of heartbreak echoes in the silent air endless loneliness But forget the sadness of the past, whether you can be happy, ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ——"Hey, Cheche, will we be together forever?" ——"Yeah, I will" The promise you and I had... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 55555555555... This is my first time writing an article! Poorly written and weird. . . . .