today I turned the last page
our story has ended
even though you always sang
I love you, neither do I
sweetie you only loved
yourself and I got
nothing but someone else's leftovers, I guess
I can see everything better from afar
this phase that I thought to be true when I was near
I can hear your voice is more quiet from afar
I will no longer respond even if I forgave you
the fancy lounge of a bad hotel
this love of ours
even though you still come to dreams
it is not my intention
since I didn't notice it before
I have cried in vain
the picture becomes clearer when you step back
I can see everything better from afar
this phase that I thought to be true when I was near
I can hear your voice is more quiet from afar
I will no longer respond even if I forgave you
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