This is about the feelings that I have to let go, the story of sacrifice that only I know, about a heart that has been ready to move for seven years, about a distant city and a boy who may never be seen again in this life.
This story is true, and it is as beautiful as a miracle. Maybe I have to use this method to fulfill myself. It doesn't matter what the ending is. I have no regrets in these seven years. Even if one day I start to reflect on the meaning of this, I will not destroy the city I have built for myself psychologically in the past seven years. There is also this young man who has already lived in my heart, has everything I like in the world, and belongs only to me. He is covered with the shadow of the person I love most.