"Don't be trapped in love, let the birds fly"
What should I use to commemorate my youth? I thought about it for a long time and decided to write it all down. I was always crying when I fell in love with you, so I decided to move forward. In the past, the light I chased was the light that I thought was warm. Now the light I chase is myself.
It was just a rain, but it only got me wet.
Based on some stories. Be short story.
Intention: Become a better version of yourself and learn to let go