People in Good Romance
Below 20 degrees celcius
Covered by a warm of your arms
We are both cold in the middle of night
A table for one, a bed for two
In front of the bookshelf
You ask me, "Is it a cycle?"
On the table, your love letters is in a row
And some obsolete pens
Between the room and dining room
You and me are bound by an implied feeling
We often feel this feeling
Can you hear my dream?
Hello?
Together is not always fine
In one room, no words to say
Then, opening the refrigerator to take the sakes
I ask,
"I only see the labyrinth..."
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