You see, life is always so short. The people who were waving goodbye to you the day before and meeting again will leave you forever today.
I always feel that there is a lot of time in the future, and I think there is still plenty of time to meet. But then I can only keep thinking, why can't it be earlier, earlier; why can't we have one more day, one more day.
You left so suddenly, but I will always miss you and feel guilty.
Life seems to have remained the same, but I can no longer reconcile with myself.
Intention: to miss