Countless moments of looking at you pass through the corridor of time, through the corridor of interlaced light and shadow, and through the gaps in the mottled trees. I should have had such a beautifully edited youth movie.
But it was too late.
I never have the courage to confess my feelings and tell you how much I love you, but you know nothing about it. In fact, in those eyes when I look at you, I have already told you the answer.
We passed by me countless times, maybe you never even looked at me.
But I never regret loving you regardless of everything.
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