The Part Of...
Memory. is something valuable that we have. a lot of events and things that ever happened in this life to be an unforgettable memory. one of piece that each have a place that has been arranged tidy in these mind. so easy to re-open it, look for it again, and remember again. but all of that will never happen again. all of piece that no longer be something real but form transformed change shape into something invisible and not real. all of that now in this body. together with mind and heart :') and through this song all of represented, all of pieces was already not real~ ... ... I try to resist what my heart feels But I'm falling into pieces Drifting further away from you Everything won't seem right If you were here with me You'd brush away this loneliness from me There will never be another by my side Because all I am is just for you And there can never be another by my side I need you here with me And brush away this loneliness from me Everything was s