Met, done, missed.
When we met again, I felt hurt and left.
I met you based on your voice, but I could no longer bear the pain of loss, so I chose to give up.
If I have another choice, maybe I will choose you, you, or still myself
This is the story of a man with a phonophilia, whose perfection is doomed to cost him a lot. But, fortunately, he finally found his heart