This sunset reminds me of a story which has no beginning, nor ending but it was a story
lots of words were written with souls
two damaged souls dying to be together
but they were never together, never was, never will be
their hopes became dust
fly through the air
gets into their lungs
choked

The flashback still repeating some scenes that doesn't even need to be repeated
but guess what, I am slowly getting along with them
doing my things like killing feelings, burn every hope and desires
isn't it more fun to laugh while you are drowning in your tears?
or simply dont feel anything while you are bleeding?

No, it hasn't been done yet
No, He didn't dump me
Yes, I do feel down now
Trying to run away from reality
but
No, it's not the end
cause, It has no beginning...