I obviously told myself that this was just a dream. When I woke up from the dream, there was no trace of anyone left, only the laughter, tears, pain and sorrow of the past.
But why do I still fall into those gentle eyes and lust for that clear smile.
I captured you with the beauty of blood, and you held me captive with the tenderness of love.
When everything is calm,
Is there anyone still waiting quietly by my side?
Will anyone still hold me to sleep?
Is there anyone who still drinks wine and dances with me with sword?
Is there anyone who still gives me a doting smile...
Maybe our meeting was just a little joke from God.
But we still can't let go...