You once said that love in the world is like smoke, which will be blown away by the wind. Unexpectedly, it really broke up.
The story is over and you don't realize it.
"Don't forget, it was you who pushed me away." The man turned around for a long time.
Fireworks leave no trace, and time does not wait. People and things that once made ripples in my heart have already turned yellow.
Since time is not waiting for me, why should I be sad? You are the one I want to wait for, I just want to leave.