Seven years ago,
That little tunnel,
Connecting two completely unfamiliar lifelines.
Seven years later,
When we meet again,
The deepest love or obsession ever,
All of them have become her personal belonging and remembrance.
He is her elf singer,
She is his guitar angel,
How much love can be remembered in this life.
When I was walking diagonally behind him at a 45-degree angle, I wanted most to reach out and hold him back.