The days begin to flow one by one.
Why does my mind still think about someone?
My heart has lost its beat in the way things have changed.
Once you left, my motivation became deranged.
I wish I knew how you were treated back then.
Because I regret not knowing the pain you were in.
I can feel the memories slowly slipping away.
It seems like a century since that dreadful day.
Even now, I still think of you:
And what might've happened had they told what was true.
Your soul was truly perfect and sweet.
I should have known what fate you would one day meet.
But when I think of how you're in the stars, looking down.
I somehow feel peace when I place the flowers on your ground.
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 9:56 PM UTC
The days begin to flow one by one.
Why does my mind still think about someone?
My heart has lost its beat in the way things have changed.
Once you left, my motivation became deranged.
I wish I knew how you were treated back then.
Because I regret not knowing the pain you were in.
I can feel the memories slowly slipping away.
It seems like a century since that dreadful day.
Even now, I still think of you:
And what might've happened had they told what was true.
Your soul was truly perfect and sweet.
I should have known what fate you would one day meet.
But when I think of how you're in the stars, looking down.
I somehow feel peace when I place the flowers on your ground.
