We escaped the absurdity of youth together, but we were not together. In the end, we realized that meeting each other is the most beautiful encounter in the world.
Love is a hide-and-seek that alternates between far and near, but I couldn't balance such a fulcrum and ran away in confusion. Are you still there? Are you still waiting for me?
Sometimes no matter how much I wait, I still can't get back the deep love I once had. At this point, I understand that fate doesn't depend on anyone.