There is bitter, in everyday but I feel it,
that you would be to be the only one
sometimes, it doesn’t have to be so sure.
the sweetest love can be so hard to find
we’ll be better, in every way.. But then I would, go to be in another space.
sometimes, the bitter of love can be so good.
It’s like a coffee with a rainbow mood
sometimes you feel off but sometimes you feeling right
is it to be or, it is not to be
to fall in love again, to be the one for me
sometimes you fall, but there’ll be the time we’d be with together
we’ll be mad in every way.. then I remember, the store we went last september
sometimes, Recalling things would be so good..
It’s like perfect cake…. that my grandma’s made.
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