May your stormy life be complete in the end, on the night when you end your wandering life, on the day when I lose you.
Later I realized that what I wanted was not the world but to wake up every morning with you.
I hope I can always remember your appearance, and I hope you can still find me in the crowd like before.
From now on, we can only watch each other's fatigue and tenderness from a distance.
Purpose: squander your life and leave a place full of clumsiness. If you come again, you will still find me.