WHY


Why do you seem missing now, 

has the desire to meet in love ended,

 why do you seem like a wanderer now, have your eyes settled on someone else's picture, 

why do you seem like a longing now, 

has my heart reached your heart? 

The echo has ended, 

why do you look colorless now, 

has the importance of my color ended now?





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