Tell me if I can stop loving you. I tried to give up and forget, but I underestimated missing you. It slowly penetrated into my bone marrow and merged into my blood. I have always known that even if I lie to myself, cover it up with a smile, pretend to be silent, and pretend that I am happy, it cannot, and I have always been unable to resist. Why can't we love each other like ordinary lovers? Why can't love be simpler? I always know that you haven't passed by yet, and I still stay where you are. If one day we leave each other and we no longer love each other, what will be left of us, a body without a soul or a body without flesh and blood? Well, since we can't be separated, let's torture each other forever, maybe that will be better.