Sadder Than Love (That what i call it, i love the words so much)
The one i think of when it rains, that person. The one who never spoke too many words, that person.

One day he asked me inside a car, what is the saddest thing in the world?
I hear that sadder than love... is affection.
The one who shook his head that time, that person.
In a lonely sick room, he played me his guitar, consoling me, that tenderhearted person i loved.
Without a single word goodbye, I wonder is he somewhere happy now?
Perhaps, will he think of me at once in a while.
The one i still miss, that person.
The one i need to forget now, that person.
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