Before I met you, my world was gray. After meeting you again, my world had rainbows, white clouds, blue skies, and the sun.
I have been living in a gray world, and occasionally I long for the warmth of light. At a certain moment, I also want to catch the light, but now it seems that I have caught it, but it seems that I have not.
I don't care whether you sympathize with me or pity me. I am yours, that will never change.
Intention: Hold on to the dream