If we just keep falling in love with the sky like this, will we still meet?
Our story has nothing to do with friendship or family ties.
All it's about is love.
I never thought about meeting you, but fate decided against me.
I fell in love before I even met you, and so did you.
When you think of me, please look up to the sky.
That is the lover we share, and it represents more than just the past and present.
There is also a not-so-distant future.
______________About us, maybe this is a prelude.