Meeting him was a dream for me. After the dream, he also left.
I don't understand his heart, I don't understand his love, and I don't understand the person he loves. The distance between me and him is so far. But I like his shallow smile, his gentle voice, and when he is not sad. For these, I gave everything I had. If only he could be with the one he loves. You won't be sad anymore. But I am about to leave him, and I can't see him again. I should probably remember him. One of the gentlest people in the world. The only person who ever cared about me, the first and last person I ever loved. People I could never reach.