Others say that feelings forgotten by time cannot withstand meeting.
The person I met when I was 17 years old is, after all, the only one who is irreplaceable.
Meeting and parting, going round and round, disconnected from each other
But I don't want to give up
I just want to wait for you
Waiting for you to come to me
Waiting for you to come only for me
Intent: ignorance and growth in adolescence