২ ་ ᳝ ◝ 頭腦 0 ⸝ mind.
Did you get enough love, my little dove
Why do you cry?
And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
Though it never felt right.
My little Versailles.
Sometimes maybe we make hasty decisions, good, bad, for the good of oneself, and yes, the law of the world should be that, "go for yourself"
I would have liked to know that beforehand, without knowing that your decision would affect me a lot, but why not look for solutions?
I know very well that in the heart nobody rules, I decided to be happy without knowing that my decision would hurt you, was it revenge? Now we are even.
This will be the last text I write about you, "you don't have to be sad anymore, pure happiness" if I remember correctly, you said that right? Fine, I'll get your sentence going.
From this moment I don't care about you anymore, if you cry, if you laugh, from today I bury you, you're not even a beautiful moment anymore, I don't want to see you anymore.
५ sonatas to the moon.
