Chasing a person crazily, but in an instant you realize that what you have done is so insignificant; you follow his footsteps without any scruples, but only for that godlike profile... Everything is so illusory, but it is so real love... However, when the love supported by lies is broken, the vigorous love is like the umbilical cord being cut...
How can a broken heart be repaired? How will a rift in love be filled?