In this age filled with smoke, only you and me are the salvation in each other's lives in this troubled world. But after a gunshot, the night-blooming cereus in the courtyard fell in shock. I can no longer wait for the person who gave me a hairpin. I am so lucky. I don't know the origin of my love. I only hope that it will last until death. The encounter, acquaintance, acquaintance, love, abandonment, separation, and encounter between you and I have been throughout my life. I hope you have seen it and will find me in the next life.
Intention: Love is not available, tender time will eventually become a memory, when you come back, take me home