It reminds me of my past. I still remember the images, but the feelings are no longer there.
I want to talk to him. I want to see him. However, it wouldn’t change anything. It just feels like something has been deleted from my mind.
We separated. We ended.
Why do I still keep your photos? Should I delete them? But they are part of who I was.
Well… Life is both long and short.
I just want to say — thank you.
「若註定有一點苦楚 不如自己親手割破」
