If memories can no longer be the carrier of emotions.
If meaningless emotions can only be swallowed into the stomach at night.
Pain and entanglement can only tear apart the heart when there is no one around.
What I want to remember, what I want to remember, what I want to forget, what I can no longer recall.
It's all left in yesterday.
I don't know when the light burned my heart.
I still want to struggle and hide in the dark night.
Intention: unspoken words