Signature: I tried to get rid of your memory, but the more I forgot it, the clearer it became.

One day, when you have to say goodbye to me, you must be in the rain, so you can't see my tears.

Don't comfort me if you leave me, because every sewing will also meet the pain of puncture.

In winter, I thought he would still give me warmth, but that's all I have.

One day I will walk away from you quietly, without any sound. I missed a lot, and I was always sad alone.

No matter who you are, you have your own limits. Especially trust.

I still don't know if this is love or not.