Could it be that loneliness is too resistant and the rusty lock cannot be opened?
The key was also broken and left where the old problem was.
My arms are filled with love for you
Don't you practice too much and feel that you can't catch up?
No matter how hard I try to love, I feel uncomfortable
Broken over the love from the past
I have never cheered up. It hurts no matter how painful it is.
- "Regrets"
Relatives for ten years, lovers for one year, strangers for four years
fondly remembered and never forgotten
not just you
me too