It Seems That We Are All Losing the Past

Only now do I understand that it seems that everything I owned before is being thrown away one by one. There was a moving train passing by, and I was standing on the platform, watching it go away little by little. But I still miss it. I was standing on the platform, and another train came over, and someone was urging me to get on the train. But I was looking at the car that had already driven away.