as the day slowly starts to end
it becomes 11:11 again
i'm reminded of the wishes we used to make
as time passes i'm unsure of how much more pain i can take
everything finds its place and leaves
exactly the same way you took all of me
and as the two hands of the clock in my heart continue to move
i believe i'll be over you
a date on the calendar remains special to me
a plan that we made now forgotten, erased
it isn't that big of a deal now, to me
i guess i'll forget about it the same way you forgot me
like a flower that blooms strangely between seasons
or the morning star that hangs between some days
i will no longer feel blue
i believe i'll be over you
11:11;
taeyeon
