Although love is not the only thing in life, nor is it the whole of life, it is the youthful emotion deep in the soul. Especially the beauty that is not grasped is the attachment in the deep curtain of the soul; those beautiful mistakes always remind myself how much I cared about a person. Although the lover has disappeared, the traces that have been carved have not become shallow. The bits and pieces of the past that cannot be erased will not go away for a long time...