When I was 16 years old, I met you in the best years of my life.
And after the most beautiful dusk is the darkest night.
When I was 18 years old, I lost you and myself at the same time in the dark night. From then on, there was no light in my world.
At the age of 25, I returned home from all the dust and dust of my life, and I carefully counted the traces that have been peeled off by time.
I know you are still here, so I wait.