Keep moving forward, but can't close the gaps, keep retreating but can't keep the memories out, I'm glad that I can trap myself, the light smell from you, can only meet me after it turns to become the wind, your vision eveporates to form the cloud, only when it falls as rain that I can get close, thankful that I can't stay in your eyes, because by doing so, I can hug your back view, using all my regrets to remember, the incomplete memories, thankful that I can't hug your back view, because by doing so, I can become your back view, hiding at a quiet corner, you don't have to turn back and look, you don't have to treasure it, the warm air around me, even after becoming the wind, it doesn't dare to meet you, my agony evaporates to form the clouds, even if it falls again as rain, it doesn't bear to fall on you, only when I become your back view, I don't mind.
Random! 99th days without you.
