How long has it been since your hands were stained with ink? I smiled to myself.
Now, just a little bit of ink remaining on the bottle cap touches my fingertips, and it's so sticky that it makes me uncomfortable. In the past, I would have been happy pouring the entire bottle of ink on my head.
But, after all, it is not the past.
After all, we don't love each other anymore.
But our past, where is it.