Three days
I finally gave up on you
And your story
I know those years
I am too selfish and stubborn
I think about it carefully
We've been fighting for years
Can really be regarded as a couple's time is only three days
You listen to the sound of a broken heart
It's like crying
Never been so clear, so thorough
Look at the diary I wrote for you
Like my heart
In this way, the trash can was torn in two
The story of those three days is over
I still dare not admit that I am vulnerable
Maybe the memory is deep
But I think I'll get rid of it sooner or later
I'll forget
The first day I came to a strange city with you
You smile and call my name
The next day you took me by the hand and took me to the night market
Every day with you can be a festival
You bought me a present that night
You said you would make me happy all my life
The third day is our last day together
There was a quarrel over something very small
I don't know why we became like this
I turned away without holding and hugging
Maybe it's a joke between us
That's good. Three days is good
The story of those three days is over
I still dare not admit that I am vulnerable
Maybe the memory is deep
But I think I'll get rid of it sooner or later
I'll forget
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