Don't think that my tiny fingers can smooth away the sadness in your heart.
No, all it can withstand is the force of holding a book and a pen.
My fragile heart cannot carry your affection and sail to the ocean.
I don't want my boat to run aground prematurely, so please withdraw your warm gaze.
Please forgive my silence. Losing you does not mean losing everything.
If it is so unfortunate, I can only say that you are too naive.
Take me and your youthful thoughts and seal them into that pink memory.
At that time, you will find that the sun is still shining and all the days are still beautiful.