I believe that I will always have that light that belongs to me alone. Even though it is very small, it illuminates my dark world and is my own light.
But when the light went out, the world became dark. From then on, the light would never light up, and I would always live in a dark world. I began to miss my bright light, but no matter how I called to him, he didn't respond. So, I had enough of living in the dark world, and I wanted to find my own bright light.
Concept: Too much love, but the most longing