Your aesthetics are always flawless. You said that love should be perfect, but how can things in the world be perfect? I said that meeting is always better than parting, but you would just laugh it off. We are both too proud, always afraid of losing each other, and always afraid of losing the game.
Your years can withstand the torment of time, and my years cannot withstand the running over of time. Your injuries can be healed in the years, but my injuries can only wait for the end of life, leaving deep scars.
Separation is for the sake of reunion, but I can't see you at the horizon for a long time...