Lack
He finally came to my city.
I came to the beach he wants most
He seems to like the beach better than the sea.
Afraid that he forgot that I used to take the initiative to talk to him.
but the girl who was arranged was not me.
I used my smile to cover up my loss and quickly left.
The story may be too real, too biting, really biting.
But what is it called?
I am me, you are just a passerby.
I am me, I don't bother to miss everything.
Who will look back because of the guidance of passers-by?
Anyway, not me.
He came to my city.
I can't wait to see him, I am so tall and fat.
It seems that he likes the beach and the sea,
but he doesn't like me.
Ok, don't worry, I am not rare for you.
This time, the story is real.
But we haven't started yet. Who really cares, really care?
Who is that short hair girl?
I am me, you and I missed it.
I am me, I am really unlucky to meet you.
Who will look back because of the guidance of passers-by?
Anyway, not me.
I hope I can't see you again in the future.
You and my ending are not perfect.
You are in love,I am running away,
We should be like this.
