It Doesn't Matter If You Love the Wrong Person All Your Life

I had that dream again, sitting alone on the train, not knowing where the train was going. I was a little flustered, a little scared and a little curious. In a trance, I saw you sitting in the front row, and your girlfriend happily clinging to you. Happy laughter and sweet words came to my ears from time to time. Is it you? That voice, that voice behind you Why is the shadow so familiar? Yes, I know, that is you, I seem to smell the familiar smell on your body, but who is next to you, why is it not me? Oh, I suddenly realized that that is your new girlfriend they said, a girl who loves you very much, a girl who will make you happy, a girl who you said...