The persistence of eachother has turned into a story over time and has become a past that cannot be returned. Those vows to go through fire and water for her have also turned into poetry into tiny, untouchable dust. The joy of the past has also been covered by the years and turned into a world where we can never meet again!
--------Somewhat sad!
Write casually when you have nothing to do at school to vent your depression and emptiness and loneliness!
Hey, it's my first time writing, and I don't know what the technique is like! Please forgive me for my low level!
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