I think of you with blankness, powerlessness, and cowardice
I hate the proud look of destiny
Laughing at me for not giving you the power to decide
I miss you with pain, memories, and deep love
To understand what it means to be forced
The more I understand, the more courage I have to honestly miss you
"I'm sorry, I don't love you."
"I love you until death."
The mandarin ducks are scattered, the rain has stopped and it is cool, it was a dream eleven years ago.
"Somewhere in my heart, the lingering sadness of memory, the desolation of being alone late at night, and the deepest thoughts, who has been forgotten in the vast sea of people..."