Do you still remember the promise we made that summer? The meeting a few years later, was it God's will or fate?
The intertwining of love and hate, you said fate made you and I meet and fall in love... Until we hate each other. If fate exists, then what is the use of my efforts?
God willing? Yeah? If it's God's will, if God is sad, I'll be sad; if God is happy, I'll be happy, right? Is my life controlled by others?
Oh, remember, or not, does it still make sense to you? Then it's time for me to let go and let the past go!
I like you, let time slowly dilute it! Let my story with you become a memory!