I was wrong.
I'm not regretting it tho.
But the guilt gets to me.
It gets to me.
Maybe the feeling still lingers.
Somewhere in my memory.
Ne maeumi, gaseumi, nomu appoeso.
Jalmotthaesseo.
Naega jal jal jal motthaesseo.
It's the routine that I miss.
Does it ring a bell?
Cause the bell is ringing in my head.
Echoing while I whip my hair back and forth.
I really wanna make up to you.
But I have the pride that I keep.
And I'm keeping it.
Plus, I'm not really sure.
Whether it is real or is it greed.
I want something that is not mine.
I don't want it but I'm keeping it.
But you can't handle me.
If it's not now, it's never.
So, I have to let you go.
Tho I want you so badly I keep losing apart.
But what is mine is mine and vice versa.
Thanks Liyana. I Love You~
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