As the wind approaches, it becomes clingy
Clinging to the thoughts of travelers
As the rain approaches, it connects
Connecting all that we’ve left behind

You being by my side is a fate
Fate carved on top of stones
Sweetness is only a fraction of love
I should just be buried here

I go around in circles, day after day, year after year
Captivatingly looking at your face
A face filled with anger’s warmth and regret’s tenderness

We’re too young to understand the pain that love brings
Thinking that love was like the gentleness of wind and rain
Believing one day was better than being apart forever
Letting time stand still.
We didn’t know how to express our love
And thought that “growing old together” was a myth
How painful is it to leave?!
How deep is the pain?!
I bury that dream in the rain of the River South

Now that I am heartbroken. I understand