Being forgotten.
You were the sunlight shinning in my moonlight.
You shine so bright you showed me the way, you make me happy.
I don't know what change until we stop talking.
I started talking to you and you forgotten who I am.
Was it easy to forget someone who were once your light? Maybe I was never your light that's why it was so easy for you to forget who I am.
You're so easy at the hello but the hardest at goodbyes.
Guess I should just accept the fact that I was " Being forgotten. "
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