I would like to write this article to commemorate our encounter.
It's better not to meet each other, then not to fall in love
It's better not to meet each other, then you won't miss each other
Whether I see him or not, he is there, neither sad nor happy.
Whether I read it or not, the love is there and it doesn't come or go.
I love him, or I don't love him. The love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing.
Because we met, from now on I can't forget or let go, liking you has become a habit.