I always wonder if I am ever going to be reminded
or forgotten between those beautiful leafs
maybe someday we'll all forgot everything
everything that seems important today
will be useless and irrelevant

my ribs hurts
as much as that afternoon
when you said you felt so blue

"you just can't stop thinking about it
you can't help your selfishness
you can't stop shattering this love
but I know someday we'll be colliding ourselves
into each other's paths"

now I'm full of bashfulness
feeling so small
I'd like to take you back