Because of time

Because knowledge, we came together because we dreamed that we walked side by side because time made us separate

Time has washed away the memory and gradually imagined that your figure could not conceive your appearance. Time took away the memory. There is no longer your back in your mind. There is no longer your brand.

In the past, my friends have inadvertently become the common dreams of the past. In those days when they have gone hand in hand, they are so sorry that they once said that it’s just a perfunctory tacit understanding.

The figure that always appears in the dream has been hidden by tears. The sound of magnetism has been echoed in the ear.

The drops of water falling from the raindrops can no longer reflect those memories.