Choose to stay or move forward.
Choose sadness or be brave.
Choose to quit or pay.
Choose to take responsibility or escape.
It's about choosing the person I love with all my heart,
Or look back at the person who loves me wholeheartedly.
The hidden wounds in each of us,
Healing unconsciously while wandering.
The pale powder left by time,
After all, it cannot be restored to its original state.
The dreamlike light in the inexplicable absence,
In an instant, I was surrounded by loneliness.
In the long journey of life in vain,
Keep using tears to maintain your courage.
The night falls unknowingly, and nothing can be done over again.
Fairy tales are originally lies of pain, misunderstandings and happiness never stop.
The fateful heart is locked inside and outside, and it is all the imprisoned self.
The direction of the journey is hesitant and lost in hindsight.
What can our nineteen years tell us?
Fate, rebirth, or endless pain and death?