Ever since I was little, I have only had you in my eyes, only looking at you, and only thinking about you.
I thought I could live like this for the rest of my life. Even though we couldn't be together, I was very satisfied just living by your side in this way.
But I never thought that you would leave
I never thought, why would you come back after you left? You didn't come back so early or late, you came back when I least wanted to see you
How can God be so cruel?
Isn't it true that one of us must leave after all?