we move on
it's part of the list
and good riddance
i wish you the best
there is nothing i want less
for you and for me
we move on, not again to hide
and i conclude
we had a good ride
you see, i was your storm
and you were my storm
but after every storm
blooms a new rose
and i propose
...we were each other's
beautiful disaster
i'm happy to see you happy,
it's all i ever wanted from you
even though there was nothing
i could do.
but we move on
because we have no choice.
good riddance
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