Maybe this world was never meant for me. Or maybe I don't belong in this world. Who am I? Two different bodies, memories from three different lives. Which one do I really belong to? Everything in the past is like a phantom. Maybe I never existed at all. Maybe I exist in every corner of this world, in every moment. I once thought I was just an ordinary person, living a simple, brief life. But I lost myself in the question of whether I even had a soul. The only thing I can be sure of is that I have love. Even if I have no soul, I have love. I have family, friends, and someone I love. I never thought I'd give them up, but I've decided to let go. Maybe only by letting go can I truly have them...
