Underneath love are bitter tears, like a cup of cold coffee. You know it is hard to swallow, but you still drink it stubbornly. If you want to leave me, then I will wait for you to come back, even if I have to stand like a silent statue and count the reincarnations of the four seasons in the wind, frost, rain and snow. I am lucky enough to meet you in the vast sea of people, but fate is just kidding. It makes me have you, and then makes me lose you. In the end, even my memory becomes blurry. "I'm sorry, can we get to know each other again?" If I could turn back time, I would rather never let go of your hand. Perhaps getting to know you again can be an antidote to the regrets etched in my bones over the years. "Long time no see." You smiled softly, but I vaguely heard the sound of heartbreak. Then let's keep it like this, pretending as if nothing has happened, pretending that there has never been a rift between us. I have lied countless times, deceived countless people, and even deceived myself. But only that "I love you" is true, even if it is followed by a feeble "I'm sorry"
Concept: Love is the only unexpired certificate in the rusty time