I met you at the most innocent time, (but in the end I still couldn't escape being a stranger).
But I don't want to end up being strangers, and even the memories become powerless.
Back then, we said that if we made a mistake, we would go back. At least we would still have each other to lean on.
Are those words just childish words now...
Intention: The choice in life is fate. Every choice you insist on is the sinking of human will.