They met without warning, but left deep marks in each other's hearts.
That mark is as if filled with honey,
Even though she knew there would be no results, she still had no hesitation
Even if a moth flies into the flame
It was too late to say goodbye, I thought we would never see each other again
Only then did I realize that the separation was just for the sake of seeing each other again next time.
But when she saw him again, the mark in his heart disappeared
Even though he smiled at her and cared for her in every possible way
But that tenderness is just his weapon, a weapon used against her
She knew it from beginning to end, but she would rather fly a moth to the flame
She believed that her love could bring back the sweet memories in his heart
She believes that her love can withstand everything
But when she was used by him again and again, and was hurt to the point of being completely injured again and again,
Only then did she discover that it turned out
Everything is due to her own passion.
It turns out
There is a kind of pain that can really break your heart...