Maybe this night will end, maybe its traces will be erasedmaybe this story of a beast will end without its beautythat I’d like me not to leave you and doesn’t let me forget youand it doesn’t let me forget youIt hurts me what could have happened Even more than what didn’t happen and just like that, your love just slipped away, maybe it was me who left it.Maybe I was the one who took it for granted that you were going to be in my life.that there was never a goodbye
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