I don't want you to notice my messy steps. I try hard to keep up with your speed. I no longer feel the hardship hidden behind the happiness alone. Life is very helpless, very confusing, very distant, and very hazy. We are always like this, recalling the morning dew at dusk, thinking about the evening sunset at midnight, and lamenting the bright moon in the night sky at dawn. Just like this, we meet, miss, and meet... We can never catch it. What we want, we look for it, are all misplaced friendships...