Leaning lightly against the wall, chewing on the darkness before dawn, I laughed in pain.
Dawn is calling, you put your arm around my shoulders and force the sunlight into my eyes.
When I hear you talk about love, I promise that I will try to be as bright as the face of a sunflower at noon.
It's just that the wind is changing, and the sky suddenly changes without words, but tears are still on the edge.
As dark as light, we smile at each other and the sun is getting late. We will eventually understand.
Everything is just a stretch before and after the God's curtain...