Not Lingering

How many places in this world are we unable to reach? The coastline that disappears in the alternation of morning and dusk, the duel between the Antarctic and the North Pole, and her heart that cannot be reached even after thousands of years of hiking. We tried our best and ran out of time, but in the end, we could only see those inaccessible places, where white flowers bloomed lonely and blooming season after season, extremely beautiful and gorgeous. It is a place that is within reach, but we cannot reach it, and we have always been unable to reach it. We are on the left side of hell and she is on the right side of heaven. She spoke in the darkness. She said, if I didn't have eyes, I wouldn't have seen him and I wouldn't have met you. However, she saw him and met me again. She lost her sight after seeing him and meeting me again. She said, I want to turn into a dregs, an ugly and desolate dregs that no one will look at again. I want to say to her, even if you turn into dregs, I will still look at you day and night, like looking at the flawless white magnolia flower in full bloom. However, what I wanted to say has never been said. As a result, there was moisture in the air, mistiness in the eyes, and sadness in the chest. So, we started confessing and sobbing. Facing the white tombstone, facing the red rising sun, facing the paradise we cannot reach...