Leaving behind a broken past,
But can't feel relieved.
Am I used to your torture, or have I already fallen into a deep trap?
In the season without you, spring is proud but not warm.
Fortunately, I have that three-word text message.
Just these three words.
I can't get rid of the poison of occasional longing, and I can't get rid of the hidden obsession.
Choosing to come back is not an extravagant hope that we can reunite.
However, it is inevitable to think about meeting him again.
What will become of us?
If I meet you, it's just an adventure,
Don't know the ending.
Why can't I learn to let go?
Well, let's open up the dusty condolences for the last time,
In the name of love.
Conception: