There is a beautiful melody playing in my heart, every time I see him.

The full moon in the sky, is accompanied by the stars.

But my heart wrenches at the same time, because a melody cannot be played forever.

As time flies, the moon and stars separate.

Aware of my feelings, he directly approaches me and ends the melody.

The moon and stars become less visible to each other overtime.

A lonely heart, nightmares, and no melody.

The sun rises.

The moon and stars disappear.