If God intends to perfect us, why did he let us be separated for so long before we could see each other again?
I would rather be separated for the rest of my life than face such a twist of fate.
The sweetness of the first sight turned into a hurtful sword. At the moment when the truth was revealed, the heart was cut into pieces bit by bit.
In the end, I am still reluctant to give up, why should I love you.
Why do I love you so much?
Why do you have to appear in my life so gently.
Why, you have to present the reality of fate so cruelly.