I fell in love with it somehow, quietly. You bring your heavy luggage and live in my two-bedroom house. From then on, the wind will rise when you laugh, and the rain will fall when you are happy. My joy and anger follow you, my sunshine and rain follow you, and I follow you.
The wind blew unexpectedly, and instead of blowing up the corners of your clothes, it blew out your head. The sunshine also shined unexpectedly, not reflecting your spring-like smile. Instead, it reflected light on your forehead. And I fell in love with you unexpectedly, which did not make you glow. On the contrary, I fell deeper and deeper into it, but I was willing to sink.
You are the joy of my youth, the boy I like, the hope of my first love, and the beauty that will always be buried in my heart. I think I will remember you, the you I liked that year, the you who was unattainable.
However, I later realized that every time a wave comes, it is a temporary period, and every time a wave goes, it is a long time to come.
We have a long way to go.