When I was 16 years old, I fell in love with someone, but he was an out-of-reach dream for me. He was always walking in front, his thin and cold figure lingering in my memory. I followed him quietly from behind and looked at him. Later, when I died, he did not appear in my world. When I closed my eyes, all that came to my mind were the images of the car that drove away on the day we parted.
Thank God for giving me the chance to be reborn and to be young again. I don't want to have the painful tears and red and swollen eyes again.
Purpose: rebirth