I guess I shouldn't have met you in the first place. As you said, some people are a catastrophe to themselves.
After the catastrophe, things have changed and people have changed, and the flowers have faded.
And I never met you again, you seemed to have suddenly disappeared half without a trace.
Later, I lied to myself and said that you went to a corner of the world that I could not find. In fact, it was because you didn't want to see me again. Later I realized that I had hurt you in my most special way.
The world is big and small, too small for me to meet you, but too big for me to find you.
If you no longer want to see me, I should have understood that every corner of the world is the end of the world, even if it is right in front of you.
Conception: