Years gone by and today we meet again.
It's not that I'm still in love with you but it's delicate.
I can't find a right word to explain how I feel seeing you not so fine like this.
Though I wish I could do anything to release your stress or ease your troubles,
I do not know how can I do such a thing.
And I know it's a hard time for you.
But I can't be there.
And you can't be here.
It's not that I'm still in love with you but I do care.
It's delicate.
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how nice :)
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