In Winter, You Are as Bright as the Stars

A true love fed the dog, and three years later, I revisited the old place, trying to capture the last memory, but I met that boy. He is a child in my eyes, but he said: "If possible, I really want to be braver when I first meet you. At least, you won't only have eyes for him." That unforgettable love gradually became less clear under his attack, which was like a scorching sun, and the journey back and forth was no longer what it was before.