If that misunderstanding hadn't happened, would everything that followed have been avoided?
Our first meeting was in the dead of winter. Your words drove away the cold.
We fell in love at New Year. Your kiss eased all my worries.
We parted in early autumn. Your sword severed decades of love.
We met again five years later, but there was no way for us to reconcile.
I was arrested in the height of summer. Your actions crushed the last trace of hope.
When I woke, I didn't know how much time had passed. The one by my side was still you.
We fell in love again, having long forgotten the world. You traded everything you had for my rebirth.
I thought there was no hope left, but you traded everything for a chance at hope. Perhaps, as you once said, "Love is mutual affection. Meeting is fate, and falling in love is destiny. Even Heaven cannot rewrite that."
Theme: What you think is good for someone may only hurt them.
