It seems that we still have a lot to say, as if the original agreement has not been realized, as if I haven't gotten used to being with you, as if we are going to walk away like this...
Quietly, step by step, don't look back, otherwise you will shed tears.
When the meteors fall, I ask God more than once to make my wishes come true, and I hope more than once that I can be with you. But, how can two parallel lines intersect? No matter how hard we try, we stand face to face, look face to face, face to face... And lose each other...
I said I would find you, to the end of the world, I said I would always wait for you, I said we would never be separated, I said...
Do you believe what I say?
Even I doubted the stories I told, as if I didn't say them myself...
Don't make me promise anymore. I feel like I don't even have the courage to smile at you. I'm alone, as lonely as a tree. I don't want to say goodbye. There are some things that are said and left unsaid that have no effect, at least that's what I think.
This is the rainy season, this is the rainy season...
After leaving, I really wanted to be quiet.
Don't be disturbed.
Conception: