Our Past.
my eyes are red without even me realizing,
listening to you saying that you have changed,
i'm so dependent on love.
everytime i closed my eyes,
i always see all the broken promises come true.
Some
things
that
should
not
have
been
forgotten....
were lost.
You're the past, and Bernard is the present.

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