I can't do anything except for waiting for you like a fool.
I know I'm just a thrown teddy butI'm still waiting for you like a fool.
I sit on the sandy beach, looking at the blue ocean.
Face drawn with numerous of tear-stain.
Sea breeze is just the right consolation at this moment.
Everyday I go to the place that we used to hang out together.
Everything is still the same, but the shadows become shadow.
How long can a teddy wait for her master back?
1 year? 10 years? or 50 years?
I wait for your return until my last breath.
Goodbye, my dear master.
You will always be my beloved master.
The end.
p/s: for your information, teddy is not me and the master is not anyone.
It's just a story that suddenly came into my mind. LOL
And I'm not emo at all please don't worry.
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