I accidentally learned your zodiac sign, and it turns out we are the same. What a fate. Where do I start talking about you? Maybe maybe... This matter has been planned for a long time and has been put on hold for a long time. Maybe it was my birthday that day, and you asked me if I wanted to eat cake? Of course, that's every kid's dream. Maybe it's the browned oil fruits in my memory. You think I love to eat, so I have to bring a piece every time. Maybe I really liked it at first, but now I have never eaten that guy again. Maybe it was because I knocked out three teeth that day and you wrapped me up and rushed to the hospital. Maybe it was because of my playfulness, the feeling of surviving the disaster, and the fear of seeing you, so I sat on the slope for a long time... Maybe it was the day I left, I was full of joy for the outside world, but I didn't see your tears.
Intention: Don't let regrets become eternal, and miss you loudly.
