No matter which sky in a beautiful scenery I choose to look, I know that you will not fall from the sky and come back to me again. Here I am in another setting, waiting for a sign of your existence. From up there, you are probably looking down at me and wondering what the hell I was doing with my life. But I can't forget you. I still need you here.
You should have just taken me with you.
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