We agreed to forget, but tears still ran down my face. We agreed not to meet again, yet I still went crazy waiting for you on windy days. We promised to cherish each other, yet I quickly became haggard without you.
I like to quietly look at you and listen to your voice. I enjoy silently accompanying you and walking slowly together. I like it when you gently call my name, and I love the feeling of having you by my side.
How can I make you feel my sorrow? How can I make your heart snow for me? Even though I've left you, I can't help but miss you. I can only hide in the darkness of the night, stitching up all the wounds caused by missing you.
I just want to say goodbye, and carefully store you away in my memory, in a place where no one can touch. With tears, I let go of my love for you. Because I love you, I'm ready to be scarred; because I love you, I will give everything without hesitation. But I chose separation, and we agreed never to meet again, even if my heart is bleeding, I won't disturb your life.
Let's make an appointment for the next life! What should we leave as proof - so that we can find each other in the beginning of the next life? We definitely won't miss each other next time. As I fumble with your buttons, I bid you farewell in the coldest days. In the next life, you must meet me first. Let me see you one last time, and remember this eternal face with utmost reluctance. I know I will never forget.
I have waited for you countless times and never regretted it. I have been hurt countless times by you, yet I willingly accept it. From now on, there will be no more love in this life...
But maybe in the next life, I might just be a butterfly fluttering outside your window, or a fallen leaf from your shoulder, or a gentle breeze passing by your ear. Maybe, just maybe in the next life, if there is a next life, and if I still remember you...