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"You have to jump off the cliff and grow wings as you fall, you have no choice." I lost all my light, except that smile. Even if I never hear those names again, never see those people again, I will still live like this. I finally understand that reunion and relief may sound nice, but they are all unattainable dreams. This is reality. I looked at my cowardice again and again, and dissected my incompetence again and again, but the moment I turned around, I woke up from the dream, and those beautiful vows shattered to pieces on the ground, like the white moonlight, insubstantial, and could never be picked up again. I gradually know what it means to let go, and what it means to forget. I always say that I want to leave, and then I walk back and forth in the memories, leaving scars all over my body without getting tired of it. Heart-wrenching, excruciating pain? It's a joke, I'm the savior. The savior who will keep the light on even if the whole world goes dark. Even if the dark clouds cover the sky, as long as I show my head, no one will care about the situation, no one will care whether I am afraid, no one cares whether I will escape. Time has covered me with dust, but I cannot integrate with the darkness. Turning my back on the world will become my original sin. Without faith, I am nothing. I am defenseless and scarred. They call it responsibility. I gave you tenderness, but why did you lose tomorrow?