There is the fragrance of flowers,
There is the sound of running water,
where...
Where am i...
My nose is itchy,
The pain of chapped lips.
...
My heart is empty,
The wind picked up, making a rustling sound, and the fragrance of the flowers became stronger, like the kind of charming fragrance that can suck the soul out of the body.
Has my soul been sucked away by this scent?
My heart is empty,
That feeling of losing everything.
The tip of my nose starts to itch again. Who is it?
Is anyone here?
Should I open my eyes? Yes, I should open my eyes and get my soul back.