I thought I could let go, and I thought I could let go.
However, when memories flooded to me like a tide, I struggled, I called, I was suffocated... I was tired, tired, and wanted to give up... Really, I thought that love was stranded on this shore, because the love was so unforgettable and the love was so painful... But, it turns out that love is blossoming on the other shore...
Our love is ultimately nothing more than a mockery of fate, nothing more than a passing passer-by in life... And, in the end... It is a gorgeous sadness...
All that has passed away, in the end, who is the only one...?