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you can give me presents with note after note, and we can still smile at each other even when we finally look at the tree that was just cut down.
Moved and separated, but you can still hold me and my loneliness in your arms shortly after we meet again.
Even if there is no experience in love, then because of you, I write those unspeakable words and sing that love song inspired by you.
We can share a kiss under the lights at midnight when the party is over.
You say thank you and I smirk at my phone.
At that time, we were all young.
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I always thought the ending of the movie would be like a fairy tale, at least, I couldn’t bear to see the separation.
Watching you take that little boy in a top hat from mom, I thought everything would stop at twelve midnight.
The bell finally rang at midnight, you listened to me singing the love song that only belongs to you, smiled and said to me: [We should not be together anymore. But that doesn't mean I don't love you. ]
Look at each other, smile, and say goodbye one last time.
Looking at the puppet that was finally complete, tears fell like rain.
Thank you.
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At that time, we were all young.
So we can make two hours of phone calls in the lonely night, and then pass by like strangers in the daytime, take the elective courses you like, and just look up accidentally during self-study, and you can walk away from the classroom The hand that leaked out of the door knows you just passed by, you can watch your hair glisten in the sun on the rooftop, you can see you and your friends hooking up with your friends at a glance in the crowd that has dispersed after the morning meeting. During the lunch break, I heard you say that you have been kept by the teacher for evening classes again at the school gate.
Then listen to your friend mention you and say, oh, just a friend of a friend.
Until one day I cut off contact for no reason. Then it really became a stranger.
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Thank you, although sad and tearful and even a little resentful.
After saying this thank you, we really grew up.
That part of our sanity that remains is what we will be when we grow up.
Memories seem to always happen yesterday, no matter what we are now, we always feel as if we are in a dream, and everything from yesterday will come back after waking up.
Thinking of us meeting again in the future, we can only smile and talk about the year.
From sixteen, seventeen, eighteen until today.
We grow up little by little.
[Your appearance made me understand the meaning of true love. ]
So hypocritical lyrics, but so beautiful.
At that time, we were all young.
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