NAPATSORN TREESAP

I wiped you with fear
You still catch me with your tear
Tell me, my delicate wind of despair 
Why did you believe of what it could have been?

I accused of what you didn’t do
I screwed all the things we made
I drew the lines between us two
But God, intention collides

Collided by the word “hello”
Crashed by all the plans you made
Slammed by the word “us” you take
Smile with all the roses you gave 

2 March, during my heart breaks
2 March, my shelter came
2 March, And my sad breaks
Too much, you can’t resist it at 4
And too much, I can’t stop putting you close against mine

 

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