Yesterday he told me that he was with him. This was supposed to be my Passion, but I was like a butterfly dancing in the wind. My gorgeous performance was terminated by a sudden heavy rain. But I had no unfinished regrets. What remained was the exhaustion left by giving everything I had. I moved my wings tiredly twice and then fell asleep quietly. There is nothing I can do to save myself.
My dear, maybe I shouldn't call you this, are you still the same person? ? We once faced each other on the other side, and you gently knocked on the door of my heart with your affectionate eyes. The beautiful flowers on the other side were also affected and bloomed swaggeringly. The dazzling crimson made me have to close my eyes. The catkins entangled me quietly. I was like a moth under a spell, pushing towards the sea of fire step by step.
Oh! No, that's not the case.
At that time, I was just a lost child, crying because I couldn't find my way home. You saw me, touched my forehead with your warm hands, and gave me an angelic smile. At this time, I also smiled stupidly. I saw the light on your head and your pair of wings that could take me to fly. I jumped on your back, hoping that you could take me to fly.
You just carried me and left. You didn't tell me that you lost the ability to fly after contacting mortals. I didn't know that tears were a means of summoning angels. Everything was just a mistake. You only gave me an angel's smile, but I thought I had your face for the rest of my life!
This is your Passion, and I quietly play the role of the devil.
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