sometime.....

someone....

somewhere....

somehow....

Sometime,

throughout the century,

my memory lives on.

Someone,

deep in my memory,

you're still you.

Somewhere,

where I stand alone,

those memories breeze over my face.

and somehow, I lost my breath...in you.

I know that it may be inappropriate to reminisce about those...stuff in this period......

but please, allow me to be frank——I'm trying to be a brand new me, I'm trying.

Yes, I'm trying.

Forgive me for what I've written above,

please....and please,

allow me..... to be frank.