Do you still remember the person you loved when you were young?
"I'm a fucking waste, in everyone's eyes"
"…not in my eyes"
If you were that yellow rose, then I would be willing to be the leaf that sets off you.
Do you know how you feel after being slapped hard by reality?
"Perhaps we are not the two people who were meant to know each other in the first place."
Intention: To complain about reality and dream about beautiful emotions
