Two teenagers in high school,
meet, believe,
Assist each other, ask each other,
Fall in love.
The edge and color of youth
Hiding in front of the door all the time,
Hidden behind the window.
Few years
But full of hormonal scent
I can't see the next step,
Just sit back and enjoy it
If you missed it, just take a look
For now, just hold on and hold on.
The fading sunlight on the clothes corners,
Went to meet the stars.
Look up and see,
Look at the person in front of you,
Look at that stranger from before.
I just hope that person won't forget,
Forget-me-not in front of the door
Still waiting for him to water it.
I just hope that person doesn't forget,
Don't forget.
Intention: Everything in the past is a prologue.