-Memory is the constant cutting of long hair. Back then, for whom did you grow your long hair tied up high, but because of someone who suddenly left, the sharp scissors reluctantly cut off the waterfall-like hair, but then cut it off with a "click". .
-How to choose how to remember you. Maybe I'm afraid that the slow pull of memories will dilute the relationship between us, or maybe time is too heavy and we can't bear it.
-Maybe I should, from the standpoint of forgetting, remember you with my voice.