Going back to the past, in order to bring an end to 13 years of acquaintance, mutual understanding, and love, you ask me, do I believe in love? I'll tell you I've seen what love looks like. Even if I feel unwilling to do so, you are no longer the same person you were before. I love you at the age of 18. It's you who sees me all over. Look at the resonance between you and me, look at how time has changed our perceptions, love is love. Leaving doesn't mean that I don't love you anymore, I just wish you silently in another way.
