CAF?0?7I rememberWhen you walk in that doorSat down on that chair Leaving the shop becomes a sad episode. We once met in that CAF?0?7. A few ice cubes. Ice coffeeEspresso double shot is strong and bitter. With tears, the bitterness slowly slides down in one sip. Afterwards, I feel happy and my heart is pounding to taste this wonderful taste. When the roses bloomed, I met you again in this CAF? 0? 7. In the past, you liked to add more syrup, but now you start to ridicule the sweet saccharine. Please (please) don't leave me alone, let me be lonely, let alone our agreement. To be with you forever Tell me the truth The dark clouds are covering this dark sky It's OK I'll sit by the window and wait for your return Don't make me fool The fragrance of latte is still floating in the air Even the fragrance is a kind of commemoration of you Leaving the shop becomes a sad episode. We once met in that CAF?0?7 You don't need me anymore. Please don't say that. Although the passion gradually fades, there are still unforgettable memories reflected on the red wall and dining table. The picture of the chair and stool is okay, so I can only cry and erase it one by one~ Oh my god. Waiting to no avail, but the longing is unbearable, murmuring, thoughts scattered, hey, alone, sad and confused, hey, in reality, there are deceiving stories accompanying you. Like a realistic and cruel writer, he uses sharp words and deeds to describe the tragedy of our love. But my heart is still full of your gallery. Without you, life suddenly becomes blank and confused. The fragrance of latte is still floating in the air, even the fragrance. It's a kind of commemoration of your departure that becomes a sad episode in the shop. We once met in that CAF? 0? 7. No matter where you still need to be with you. Remember that I am still by your side. No matter when you are distressed and depressed. Then remember to call me that mellowness. The aroma of coffee and the lip marks of your lipstick are still left in the pure white porcelain cup you drank from, baby. The aroma of latte is still wafting in the air. Even the aroma is a kind of commemoration of your departure, forming a sad episode in the shop we once had. Meet at that CAF?0?7 The fragrance of latte is still wafting in the air (No matter where you still need to accompany me, remember me) Even the fragrance is a kind of commemoration (No matter when I am distressed and depressed, remember it) Your departure is a small song The sad episode in the store (that mellow coffee aroma) is still left in the pure white porcelain cup you drank from. I hope you will adopt it. Thank you...