That night, the round and fat moon lay on the thick clouds. I hugged you from behind, my hands trembling nervously. You stood still and let me hang on you, "Can you try to like me?" I suppressed the uneasiness in my heart and asked you tentatively.
You may have smiled, with a familiar understanding and a tenderness that is unique to you
I can't remember clearly. In thousands of similar moments, I walked towards you desperately, with excitement, restlessness, and desire. I held my temper and tested you little by little, disintegrating you, contaminating you, and dissolving you.
The day I met you, you came in the morning light, wrapped in the spring light, and walked into my universe.
Intention: If you have loved me, with tenderness and urgency, then come to me
