I've had a good time during the years apart. I still remember every bit of it when I was young, and I haven't forgotten it at all, but your face is becoming increasingly blurry.
The past is like the wind and can never come back, and so are the loves and hates I have had. The day we meet again, I realize that I have already let go of you.
One year I returned to my hometown and everything was just like yesterday. I no longer expect to meet you again. It's because somewhere you don't know, I have already met love again.