Those emotions that cannot be expressed, the lovesickness blown to the ground by the wind, are loosened into strands and can no longer be piled together. The heart that is still surging for you no longer believes that it can warm you, and it no longer waits for you. Without you, those longings, those sorrows, those lingering affections lingering in my heart, those things, are gradually shelved into a blank. What is nowhere to hide is my increasingly paler and thinner thoughts.