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xxxxxx-x Jan 2019
Driving around town,
With the windows down,
The cold air touched my face,
I felt your hand.

Passing every streets,
I could see us at the back of my mind,
Where did the time go?
Where did we went wrong?

The songs were loud,
But the sound of your laughter was louder,
How I miss those sound,
For crying is now the music to my ears.

The lights turned red,
The colour that reminded me the trouble I had with you,
The lights turned green,
I must go now and
let you go.

— The End —