I Suspect I've Seen Yi Ren in the Wasteland

Time slips away, and the heartbroken no longer wander the world.

In the flower-filled spring, you are no longer by my side.

I walk alone through this endless desolation,

with no destination, only longing to walk beside you.

In the boundless void, elm leaves drift away from those they've lost.

When will I find the scent that belongs only to you?