In the holy church, I was sitting in the audience, watching you put your arm around her and said affectionately: "For the rest of my life, I will only see you." This may be the ending of your future and mine. When I was young, I always thought that I would be the heroine of the story, but time has told me that it is not the case, at least not for you. The time between you and me is like that mint tea, light and light, but it is all my youth.
At some point, will you think of me - the time we spent together?