An accidental encounter was destined to lead to a sad story.
You and I are destined to meet, but not to join hands.
You and I know each other, but we don't depend on each other.
I don't want you to see my weak tears, just like you don't want me to see the helplessness in your heart.
I don't want to forgive you for leaving without saying goodbye, because I'm afraid that complete forgiveness will erase you from my heart.
Writing down this hatred means writing down everything between us.
Since you and I are powerless to change, we just bury all this deep in our hearts.
If there is an afterlife, if we can still meet each other, please hold my hand tightly and don't let go.