The melody is beautiful,
but it belongs only to our waltz melody,
It is more unique and beautiful, and it is more outstanding.
But, it’s just a dream of mine.
After I woke up, I was pushed into a tightly sealed bottle by you, but I have already reached the bottleneck in love.
Perhaps, I have never been in your heart.
Perhaps, those oaths you made are just some mist.
Perhaps, your sweet words are like a horse that can’t help but stumble on a soft seat.
I am tired of myself from the walking dead every day.
But you hugged one on the left and the other on the right, completely forgetting about me.
The warm and romantic scenes have long been ashes, and I can only recall them.
If your and my memories could make me drink, I would be hungover.
You often say that I am your happy angel.
But now you are the scar in my memory.
Perhaps, I am really stupid. I am stupid enough to think that I can impress you with my sincerity.
Perhaps, I am really stupid. I was stupid enough to think that you were the only one.
Fireworks bloom, and the dust is short-lived. In fact, the dust is very warm.
It’s just that you don’t understand, your few words,
made me fall in love with you, but when you left, you didn’t take your heart with you.
Stay in my heart, waiting for you...