Are you persistent about life or youth? Or, a love that is not as good as savoring...
At the beginning, was it too late or too late?
What is my stubbornness and yours? We have too much that we don't understand. When we understand, there is only regret.
Confusion is sometimes more terrifying than ignorance.
Life is still going on, and only then do we discover: Who is missing in our lives. Life still has to go on.
Move forward, move forward, stop for no one. This is a simple helplessness...
Intention: