Time flows from your fingertips. When the thing you most want to protect turns to ashes under the torment of fate, we will gradually forget each other in each other. I spent the best time waiting for that impossible person, and finally he left, and my youth also passed away. It is not youth that is invincible, but those lovely people. Maybe time has passed before, I think just as time is used to recall, and youth is used to cherish.