I thought that if I cried, I would forget it, and if I woke up, I would be happy. It turns out that in days without happiness, even pain goes away, leaving only boundless emptiness, paleness and helplessness in life. I wanted to let myself fly, soar in the vast sky, let go of all ties, and finally realized that without ties, I could never find my way home.
What cannot be forgotten, can never be forgotten...