Work Text:
I don’t remember how it feels,
my cold heart being filled with warm.
The only thing I have left,
are memories stuck in my head.
All the good days with my friends,
when I still remembered how it felt.
When warmth inside my broken heart,
felt like it would never end.
Then my control gets shattered,
by thoughts that won’t let me go.
They keep reminding me again,
I’m not the girl I used to know.