Nature has begun to grow back. The flowers that were once dead, coming back to life. The fallen leaves, returning to their place of the branches.
I wish you were alive, I wish you'd return to me but you are only a figment of my imagination, right?
Nature has begun to grow back. The flowers that were once dead, coming back to life. The fallen leaves, returning to their place of the branches.
I wish you were alive, I wish you'd return to me but you are only a figment of my imagination, right?