Water Monster

I use thinking about you to think about myself and memories to confirm myself The blank brain is thinking desperately, imagining those love or hate pain or no pain days that exist or do not exist ......... Is it really you in my arms? Did I really have you in my arms? ------------------------------------------ Imagine a story on the Internet, full of ambiguities, you advance and I retreat, imagine twists and turns, a game where you want to tell but still feel ashamed. Did it really happen? Or maybe it's just a reflection of the past story. If you don't think about it, you will be at a loss.