The seeds of depression were planted due to the shadow of childhood. When I first tasted love, I felt gloomy in my heart, but with overflowing affection, I tried to cross the cold world and find the light of life. However, light is never found in others, and the impact of reality makes the young feelings suddenly shaken. They say that giving up too easily is not true love, but why can't I sleep or live? Between letting you go and keeping you, I can't do either of them. I can only run away and heal until we meet again.
Intention: Looking for yourself, looking for warmth, looking for an existence that cannot be lost