I murmured the dimness of the night under the moon, only seeing the dawn as a distant luxury hope.
I have been looking forward to someone who understands my evil yet kind self, but still refuses to hold your hand and walk to the end of the world.
You sit there, your back is the most outstanding scenery in my life.
If one day, there is a person who gives up his sorrow and enters my withering life, I still yearn for that person - it is you.