You simply stand like a wordless song
What did I say that makes you still resentful?
I’ve seen my mistake, shared it with you
What did I say that makes you still mad?
Yesterday morning I woke up early
Went buying roses for you
So that you’d be happy
So that you’d be happy
This morning I realized that you left
I cried, made a song for you
So that you’d be eternal
So that you’d be eternal
Should you be forgotten?
Should I not forget?
Should you be kept in a corner to age with me?