open up a new window, but you're still be my first thought in the morning.
months by months passed, "how are you?" "are you okay?".
it was painful the last time, actually, the feeling still lingers on.
i hate missing you, i hate reminisce, i hate not being able to be with you
no matter how much fights, it seems i keep coming back.
imagine all sorts scenarios, dreaming that one day the bubble dream come true.
but if God written other stories,
all i can hope is that twenty years from now, ten years from now, no matter how far apart we are or where we've gone with our lives, that you'll still remember me and everything that we went through.
this scenarios also written, you would still hold my wrinkly hand as we walk down the street when we're old.
but if God written other stories,
all i can hope is that your body always consume with the happiness, luck, and something beautiful that always make you smile.
i don't know what the future holds, but i know someday i'll really lose you, i know it might be soon going to be soon.
regardless of everything, i love you
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