Didn't We Agree That We Would Be Best Friends for Life?

Didn't you agree that you would be best friends for life? Why did you slip up? Why did you leave me and go alone? The farewell in the midsummer of that year was the obsession and regret that spanned ten years. I have survived the turbulent years, shed all my timidity, and lived like a man wearing armor, just to keep the promise I made between my youth and you. I traveled across the sea of ​​​​people to find you, and finally met you again, thinking that the rest of my life could make up for the suffering in the past. But the cruelest thing about fate is never the loss of memory after a long separation, but the fact that I tried my best to protect you, but in the end I personally pushed you into the abyss. You waited for the reunion with scars all over your body, but you waited for a deliberate revenge and an irreparable destruction. There was a long wind and snow in front of the grave, and I finally understood: That lifelong promise I made when I was young has become the most painful, regretful, and powerless lie in my life.