Those sorrows,
I want to hide.
But why
But it's all written on his face?
You said you would be sad too, but I didn't believe it. You asked me if this was cruel to me, and I shook my head.
At this moment, I can no longer look up at your face. You hugged me and whispered sorry, and I pushed your arms away and called you a bad guy.
Maybe she is the happiness you want, and I will leave quietly.