your reply is in a mess at this moment in time,
i thought of the pigeon beside the fountain,
the sweetness is scattered.
a mysterious tugging of my emotions
i'm still loving you.
but you continued singing pretending that nothing has happened.
time has passed and left,
love is faced with a choice.
you've become cold and i've cried the unhappiness you felt...
sighhhh
14 years ago