If fate could take a break, would we all be able to think clearly?
Did I owe you something, or did you betray me?
If you weren't so persistent in pursuing me, if I wasn't so cowardly and retreating
If only, love could be expressed earlier
Or our destinies wouldn't be so tragically entangled
Like the setting sun crashing into the sky regardless of everything, and then there is the endless night
It's so long that even breathing is painful...
If we can really love passionately once, if we don't deceive our hearts, maybe... Everything is not like this.
It's just those days that remain in our memory, the sunny playground, the noisy days in the classroom, we can't go back
We abandoned each other in that day full of youthful impulses, childishness, but often sadness. From then on... Our fate changed, and we were displaced...