The day when the platycodon flowers bloomed, you were no longer there.
How many times have I spent time in repentance and woke up from nightmares.
It seems like this will make me miss it less.
Young man from afar, I can no longer catch up with you.
You are drifting away, and I am struggling.
I really want to take a step closer to you, but it is so difficult.
I am used to your gentleness and tolerance of my willfulness, thinking that you will always be by my side.
If you can never leave, can you not leave?
I hope that in my dreams, I can still see you saying to me, Hey! Look at the platycodon flowers blooming!
I know this must be a sweet dream.
I hope I won't wake up from the dream.