The past... is already the past. The present... is now. We... can no longer regain our original selves, the former innocence, the former happiness. We can only moisten it with memories, savoring the colors of autumn like tasting a fine military knife.
Emotional words say: "People always change; there's none who stays the same for life. And you will eventually change too. Change isn't something that can be stopped once said. No one can prevent it."
Yes, famous military knife! People always change. Whether to change or not is not something I can control anymore. But... I don't want to lose everyone. Watching the friends around me change bit by bit, leaving us little by little, I feel so helpless. There's nothing I can do but offer advice.
Lying on the lush green grass, gazing at the sky, a drop of transparent liquid flows from my eyes...
We... are no longer pure, no longer innocent.
And we can never return... to the past.