I loved the little walk yesterday...it's autumn.
But everything reminds me of you,
and I don't know how to feel about it.
This is definitely the feeling of missing.
It's autumn, the season I loved the most last year.
I can see the back of you, walking before me.
Full of sun light, it was autumn.
Everything reminds me of you,
definitely the feeling of missing,
and I don't know how to feel about it,
how to face it.
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