One day, I suddenly came across the lyrics I wrote when I was bored... I reluctantly wrote an article... I really didn't feel it... I'll make do with it...
There were many excuses.
What are you going to say?
I don't know how to greet
I won't say break up until you say it to the end.
There's still plenty of time to wait.
Who is gentle to me
I will wait carefully
Wait until I break up with you
I will hold hands with others
There are many good places
I want to pass by
But not with the same person
You all don't understand
There is nothing wrong with people who are flirtatious
It's just that no one really says anything
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