When I got his eyes I feel the world is mine
when I found him teases me, I think he likes me
when I got his smile I keep it in my brain all night long
When I got all the sweetness of blossoming love, I know it's all wrong
No need to tell anyone even him
skies become darker sign it's grim
I got all perfection from somebody's belonging
I remain it clear feeling like reminiscing
Rains drop around us for a reason
Wind blow so hard so I have my cardigan buttoned
It is because he is no where around
and he is completely not one of my own
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