Of Three Thousand Streams, I Take Only One

When I was fifteen, Father left me.

When I was sixteen, I followed him.

The Underworld said my allotted years were not yet up, so I could not be reincarnated.

I was reborn, but I had forgotten everything.

The concern I woke up to seemed insignificant,

yet it touched my heart in an extraordinary way.

Now that my memories are gone,

when I remember everything, will he... still be willing to stay by my side for the rest of my life?