My hair tangled around my scarf,
The scarf is red so is my love,
When he's around my cheeks turns carmine,
And when he isn't my heart turns Ultramarine.
I want to sprint to him but I can't,
I can't but I really want,
What am I suppose to tell to him?
What if he doesn't care anymore?
even though it doesn't seems.
I want to hold him right now,
But the word arise inside me 'how?',
Take me back when it was just us,
My heart will stay vintage for him,
It should be just us with no fuss,
And what if we end up just like those incomplete film?
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