You said this is who you're. You can't change, or should I say you've already changed. One year ago, it will be disappointment filled with regrets and promises to make it better. This year, it's just empty promises, and request for acceptances.
I'm still the one, flustered by your touch. I'll breakdown and melt within. But you're not my fat boy anymore. I couldn't feel like I'm a part of your life. Or rather, do you even include me in? I can't feel the importance with every single thing being oh it's optional. Thanks for putting me as an option. I got it, I'm no longer your priority.
无力在继续，是时候松手了吗？
I'm still the one, flustered by your touch. I'll breakdown and melt within. But you're not my fat boy anymore. I couldn't feel like I'm a part of your life. Or rather, do you even include me in? I can't feel the importance with every single thing being oh it's optional. Thanks for putting me as an option. I got it, I'm no longer your priority.
无力在继续，是时候松手了吗？
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