When we first met, I thought you were an angel. I only hoped you'd take in this lost lamb of mine.
When we met again, my heart still skipped a beat. But you were already in my painting, forever beyond my reach.
When I held your hand, I wished heaven and earth to bear witness to my sincerity. I only hoped to watch the sunset with you.
When you suddenly vanished without a trace, I didn't know where to send all this love.
