Life is like water, the water flow has no intention...
Life is like the wind, the wind passes without leaving a trace...
Life is like a flower, flowers bloom and fall...
Life is like a tree, winter passes and spring comes...
Maybe life is really just like this.
A relationship that I believed in for more than ten years turned out to be nothing more than a deceptive fairy tale. An agreement written in the clouds turns out to be a lie in a fairy tale.
In just a few decades, who can see clearly!
An ending without an ending might be a better ending...
Who can continue this deceptive fairy tale...