The last day of my life

It's already so cold to go out and everything around me seems busy.
I wonder many things have changed since then.
No, nothing may have changed.
And I take it ok.

I wonder if he will come back.
I wonder if he will laugh at those silly stuff.
Let's talk about ever-lasting tomorrow.
I suppose it's cool to pretend mature.

I, who was arrogant and you.
Who was not, must be the same by now.
Unsupporting confidence and prides must have been unchanged.

Everyday is fucking awesome.
Just suppose I'm stupid.
Everyday is fucking awesome.
Today must be the last day of my life.
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