the change of the wind

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History repeats itself, they say.
I met you before May.
Now in your arms, I lay,
But should I go or should I stay?

It seems the world changes its breeze,
Just like how our love sees.

Been waiting for you to ask me to call,
Sitting here for the hope of it all.
In your eyes, I fall,
In you, I changed my goals.

I think I've seen this film before,
I don't want to ask for more.
But this will break my heart for sure.
My messages you will ignore.
I'm really excited to talk to you,
Waiting till the sky is out of blue.
I really want to say, "I miss you."
But I know you won't miss me too.

Don't worry; I'm getting used to it.
One wrong flick, and that's it.
Don't worry; our souls will again meet.
Here in the magical tree again, I sit.

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