Wedge
If separation is the destined ending, and I spend my whole life unable to hold you in my arms, then I would rather turn into a flying bird, lingering in the forest, and become the best memory in your life; if fate takes away even this glimmer of hope, then I would rather fall into the Nine Netherworld and become a deserted soul than be close to you...
If loneliness is a destined fate, and I can't get close to you despite all my efforts, then I would like to turn into a lighthouse, watch you from a distance, and become a bright color in your life; if God is stingy with giving even this bright color, then I would rather turn into the foam of the sea to protect you...