It might not be the right time.
I might not be the right one.
But there's something about us I want to say.
Cos there's something between us anyway.
I might not be the right one.
But there's something about us I want to say.
Cos there's something between us anyway.
I might not be the right one.
It might not be the right time.
But there's something about us I've got to do.
Some kind of secret I will share with you.
It might not be the right time.
But there's something about us I've got to do.
Some kind of secret I will share with you.
Can you and I be friends? Can you and I ever talk again? That possibility would hurt my memories, my present self, and the one I care about. It's never been finished the right way, has it? It's not even a question that needs an answer to. I can sense I'm being missed sometimes. From whom, I don't know. I guess it's you.
You won't be able to recognize the same person you used to know. And I will find myself thinking of you sometimes while listening to some songs I'm not quite fond of.
You might not be the right one.
It might not be the right time.
But I will remember you
like how you remember me.
It might not be the right time.
But I will remember you
like how you remember me.
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