The bright sun at this time is always mesmerizing to watch, not dazzling, but still extremely beautiful.
But in this chaotic world, how many people can really take the time to take a look?
In this troubled world, there is nothing good or bad. If you can survive, that is good.
I've missed you once, and I don't want to let go this time.
But fate is bumpy, who says that falling in love means staying together?