You are a man like mist, and I am a humble reed. I live by the wet and muddy rivers and lakes all year round, and I will break down when the wind blows.
After 3 years, I finally became the woman you longed for, confident and beautiful. But, you are not with me.
Is it you that I fell in love with, or the memories you gave me?
How are you? I miss you so much.