I have still reached the end, holding your hand and walking into the ending that is bound to come. Looking back suddenly, I only remember that year under the peach blossom tree, you raised your face slightly, your face was full of joy amid the flying peach blossoms, and I laughed, my smile was clear and bright.
The distance between us, you and me, is just one step away. I can neither step forward to accompany you nor step back and stay away from your world. I can only watch you quietly and drift away.