moments, still hanging by
time, still passing by
but you are just too lazy
about our love story
you brought, smile to my face
when you gave me
the handkerchief you wore
back when we're on the swimming pool
everything you do
it all matters to me
holding on to you
is like walking on tacks with no shoe
grabbing on to you
same old shit
i always go through
when i'm with you
i always end up with nothing
we met, last semestral break
we should be talking, i can't wait
and then to nowhere i went
because of that car accident
from the small town you are living
i heard you're moving
to another place i don't know
i don't want you to go
i miss you, now we're growing
i miss you, now i'm wearing
the perfume gas you wore
back when we're in highschool
i guess this is the end
of my fucking love song
now it's time for me
to move on
2004.03.20_A04-05_12:16
