I remember the day I first visited Lisa's grave.
I bought white lilies, I don't know what else to buy.
I almost got lost into the cemetery.
When I stood in front of her tombstone, I didn't cry.
I laid down the lilies.
"Lisa, you know I love you, right?"
Too late Rosé.
It was already too late.
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