When Harley Quinn in the parallel world without the Joker comes to the world with the Joker
You are a devil, and I fall for you and become your devout messenger. From then on, you are my faith, and I become a devil.
Heaven is beautiful, but it is not as beautiful as your eyes. Although the white wings are sacred, I would rather not have them without you.
So many times, memories have drawn life into a circle, and I have been spinning around in circles countless times, unable to escape. I always hope to return to the place where we first met. If I can choose again, I think I can love more innocently.
There are no traces of wings in the sky, but the birds have flown by; my heart has not been cut by a knife, but the pain is so clear. The wounds in these softest parts of the chest, hurt by loved ones, are far sharper than the injuries to those limbs.
With the silent stars above my head, in the poetic and dangerous darkness, and in the ongoing unknown dangers, I gradually found a calmness that was not afraid of death.
Life is like a dance. The person who taught me the first steps may not be able to accompany me until the end...