If I leave, will I come back? My only destination was the young man in fluttering white clothes. If I don't look back, will I be able to meet you again on this road? Did my unspoken secret love finally turn into mortal dust, never to be seen again?
If you would like to laugh with me today, I would love to accompany you as you grow older...
I will write our ending, forever, unchanged for thousands of years...
If things are unpredictable, who will end up being the wrong person met at the wrong time?
The shackles of this memory, no matter the peak or the trough, I only make my choice...