That disaster connected us closely, and life began to change. My life began to change. You will be my sun, my sky, my everything, and all I have is you. I left the place where I lived in childhood and walked hand in hand with you into another world.
I hope you will always be me. I don't know if I am too naive or if you have given me too much support. Looking at that distant house, am I really so scared? Will you be mine?