Fragrant and elegant
Nostalgic for the youthful beauty in the room
Waiting but just waiting but not waiting
The past has long passed like a passing cloud
Love is gone, fate is gone
A lifetime of loneliness
Is it love or hate?
Is it my fault or are we both wrong?
The heart covered with scars no longer has the strength to distinguish what is right and what is wrong.
In the end, the resentment has become empty...