This Feeling Can Be Remembered

I want to ask you if you still remember that empty no man's land. We looked at each other and smiled, holding hands and singing at the top of our lungs. I want to ask you if you still remember the way we huddled up because of fear, Is it like a small nucleus? But my body is so weak and cannot use hardness to protect the soft sadness in my core. That's when I discovered, Youth can be wasted, but people cannot.