I seemed to be reborn but it seemed that I was not. It all seemed like a dream. When I woke up from the dream, it was all gone. I didn't know who I fell in love with. As time went by, his image made me gradually forget him to commemorate him. Or maybe it's not forgetting, but confusing, confusing the difference between him and a certain person, so that the two figures slowly overlapped, leaving me only with surprise and the shadow of suspected memory.
Intention: Find yourself, find yourself, accept yourself, love yourself, there will always be someone who loves you