We once said that we would dress up as a couple and run to the highest bridge together to show off our happy smiles when we held hands.
When all stories are shackled by the shackles of "once", I know that the pain will be inevitable for the rest of my life.
The pride at that time, the hardship at this time.
I wonder if you have ever heard the saying "The stranger in the coming year will be the so-and-so who was dearest to me yesterday"?
You are my dearest so-and-so, but I can't even say a greeting.