If love can last forever, why do you want to let go of my hand? If love is nothing but a farce, why did you pull me and tell me to follow you? I stood at the seaside, the starting point for you and me, and threw the concentric chain you gave me into the sea, but why did you find me, put it solemnly into my hands, and told me not to leave? At the last moment, the bunch of flowers in the corner fell away. I turned around, but I didn't know where you were.