I found a beam of light, but it brightened and dimmed, dimmed and brightened, then went out.
He once said, if I were the sun and moon shining over a vast ocean, he would be the gentle breeze that pushed the clouds along. No matter whether it was day or night, the breeze could always stay by my side. If the sun and moon ever felt sorrowful, he could bring clouds to shield and comfort me.
He once said: I should keep moving forward bravely, and he would always push the clouds along, staying by my side.
Back then, I built myself a hard shell of protection and never trusted anyone's feelings easily. It was your love, which held nothing back, that broke through my defenses. You were like a beam of light shining into my heart. When I parted the clouds and followed the light to you, you had already gone with them. The light went out, and I descended into an even darker abyss.
