The sun sets. Night is coming. What followed was a deep-seated loneliness. It is the prohibition of the night, and my heart aches shamelessly in the night. Some people lose their sense of security as long as it's dark.
There is too much darkness in my bones.
My heart aches slightly, there are always some children hurting in the dark, in lonely and shameful postures. But I am very ashamed of being lonely.
People are always prone to pain.
But in the vast sea of people, looking for the warmth of a hug.