"I am you."
"Just call my name when your heart aches."
"There are always some emotions that shouldn't appear in you."
Wrapping up layers of shackles in a world where only one is left, and then sleeping unconsciously like this forever. Breaking out of the cocoon and being reborn sounds inexplicably joyful...
But what is calling in my heart, what kind of desire prompts me to struggle in vain and powerlessly.
Then, a butterfly spread out its young and weak wings desperately and struggled to find traces of the blue sky in the heavy rain, praying to meet its final destination, this summer.