The emotion given to me runs hard with my legs. Even if his eyes were cut by the wind, he never flinched.
That is an agreement with you. No matter the road ahead is long and bumpy, we must move forward at full speed in your direction.
What is constantly changing is not the scene in front of you.
Weak, uncertain, frustrated, left far behind.
That is a guarantee to you that the road under your feet will become smooth and open.
Love is affection, love is bondage. Love is sweet memories.