it isn't the first time
to say goodbye to a person who was once mine
the sonnet of love and the elegy of life
bring to me painful feeling like knife
I know it will soon be okay
for I know someone better will come to stay
and at the bottom of my heart, I thought it was you
but like gloomy days, it turned out blue
for love is unexpected
sometimes there is "hi"
and eventually here comes "goodbye"
but I know that this is not worthy of my fears
for I know that my next goodbye is for my tears
