The sky at that time, even melancholy, was bright and dark blue. On days like that, maybe we are all tired. That's why I look for more or less shadows in such bright colors.
Then we met and everything became so extraordinary. You smiled and said, it's great that we are together. You say, no one can separate us.
But in the end, you left.
Perhaps, we have all forgotten to find the truth.
Or, you and I are each other's shadow...