If it rains that day, the strong wind will not blow up the sand, and we can see each other's beauty clearly.
I won't regret it today.
That day, you said sorry again and then looked at her back.
I thought I would be the protagonist, and I would be the one who gets thousands of favors. Even if I am not beautiful, outstanding or even have smelly feet, the prince still puts his arm around my waist, sits on the white horse, and we go back to the castle together.
If if if, so many ifs, I will almost be buried.
Say what if for the last time,
It would be nice if you could like me too.