We are two lines that get close to each other after falling in love
I once made a promise of eternal happiness
The closer you get, the stickier it becomes until your vision becomes blurry
We are two lines that cross each other after falling in love
On the day of the crossing, it started to divide into two sides.
Going further and further, the original vow
Becomes the only point after intersection
Even if we always want to keep time
Our hearts always want to move forward
Since the day you kissed my face
There will never be a return to the original parallel line.
Conception: