On the edge of the cliff, looking at the rising sun, a man and woman were surrounded by warm golden color. "How wonderful it would be if I could watch the sun rise with you every day." The man said to the woman. The woman did not speak, she just leaned on the man's shoulder and quietly watched the sun jump out from the horizon. The earth was peaceful.
If days pass, will I still remember this time? Remember the warm light, warm shoulders, warm eyes, warm kiss at this time, remember the direction in which the last remaining star disappeared in the sky, the scent of green grass filling the air, and, just when the sun jumped out, the first words he said to me? Will it lose its imprint in my mind as the years go by?
I think that even if I really forget his appearance one day, I will still remember this voice. He once said to me when the sun was rising: Idiot, let us be together forever.