midnight moon

It's a song about Menhera ex-boyfriend who was a mess. Is a lie. But maybe a little. Sometimes you can realize the feeling of being loved at that time, and sometimes it's not. I don't have the time to think about things like the words that are casually thrown at me, or the slightly different facial expressions that change every day. What I remember later is kind words or the inside out of words. In fact, I was a child, and when I thought that maybe I didn't understand anything, it saddened me, but the bitter and dark feeling disappeared. What is love?