May You Be Well, My Beloved

Ten years of traces, ten years of longing. Was it time that made you lose me, or did I forget you? Perhaps time carelessly lost us both.

He said, "Hello."

I said, "Hello. I hope you've been well."

When we met again, we exchanged the same old pleasantries, strangers as if we had just met.

He said, "The past is behind us. I'll spend the rest of my life by your side."

Theme: The years stretch on, and we will walk hand in hand into tomorrow