From the moment I found out I fell in love with you, I knew the thread between you and me was bound to be broken.
After realizing my feelings, I immediately started writing a diary. From the day I met you, I wrote down everything about us one by one based on my memory.
The endless long distance in the world of secret love, because of my timidity, I cruelly squeezed my heart. Controlling it so that you don't notice that he is beating faster because of you.
Every night I sit in front of the window and look at the wind chime you gave me. Whenever I hear the crisp sound it makes due to the wind, I will think of your smiling face.
I blame me for being too selfish and not saying goodbye to you properly, so if you are still alive after I die, if you see my last words.
So please don't throw away my diary as garbage. I don't know if you will feel disgusted. You can let it stay or burn it to me.
I want you to carry my soul with you in some late autumn
Go to the top of the mountain to watch the sunset again
My butterfly.
Intention: If you like it, express it loudly
