On the side facing the sun, several different flowers bloomed.
The red is so intoxicating and the white is so pure.
You walk briskly on the road, but you can't see the distance clearly.
Flowers use their fragrance to guide you.
Either intense or long-lasting.
Or mess up your heart.
Wherever the fingers touched, there were thorns on them.
When you cry, they become sad.
You were careful not to touch the petals again.
That flower wears off the publicity for you,
I wholeheartedly just want to stay by your side.
You kiss its wounds and hold it in your hands.
The sun shines on me,
You said that kind of warmth, it's the same.
You smile and look at each other,
Imagine what each other will look like tomorrow.
But one day, when you wake up in the morning,
No floral scent. It disappears.
You looked around in panic.
You sit on the ground stupidly.
You hope that one day it will come back to you.
The sun hangs in the sky as usual,
But you can't feel the sun.
You watch people coming and going on the road,
But he was alone.
You said you were going to wait for it and keep waiting.
Pedestrians shake their heads and look at you like a madman.
You look up at the sun,
The stinging eyes kept weeping,
But you remained motionless, so stubborn.
It's as if what you're looking at is it.