When did we meet?
How many years have you and I waited?
How strange, the world is so full
packed with silence and love
Love is when I meet you, I am speechless
Don't ask again: where are you from?
This is a story about the past, present and future.
In fact, past, present and future. Are all important.
In the past, we stared closely.
Thinking about it, we hope to meet.
In the future, we may end up with regrets.
Heartfelt stories from 40 readers.
All kinds of lives and experiences.
There are also one after another, sweet and unspeakable TA.
I have been writing poetry for many years. Very few readers remain. After writing novels for many years, very few are willing to stop.
Resonance found in poetry and novels. We curate our diverse stories together. Dedicated to you who have always watched love and been silent.
@I really want to say hello to my 40 readers.
Intention: Dedicated to you who are silent.