I'm not sad,
but neither am I truly happy.
It's like... I can wear a smile,
and crack a joke or two during the day.
But when the night falls and silence takes over,
I find myself lost, unsure of what I really feel.
At times, I feel hollow, like an abandoned shell,
a fragile vessel adrift in an endless sea of thoughts.

You know I long to be
The one you call your destiny.
So won't you say hello?
This love is haunting me,
And I just want you to know.
The memories we’ve made
Still keep me awake at night.

I was smitten from the first time I met you.
It’s just a feeling, like...
When you look at me, I can’t even breathe.
I was just a little boy with a crush on you.
But now, I don't know.
Maybe it’s just too late for us.

Finally,
you didn’t reply to my last message,
and I tacitly refrained from sending another one.
We simply vanished from each other’s worlds.
I used to seek an answer,
but now I realize there’s no need to ask.
Looking back,
every detail is actually the answer.

Sometimes,
when I say I'm okay,
I just want someone to look me in the eyes,
then hold me tight and say,
"I know you're not,
but I'm here for you,
and everything will be okay.
I promise."

I never regret meeting you,
nor do I regret loving you.
I admit,
I dream of being with you,
but fate only allows me to love you,
not to possess you.
Thank you for the endless joy you brought me,
May happiness forever be yours, you see.
No matter the distance, the years that may pass,
as long as you remember me,
whether it be love or friendship,
I will always be here.
This promise will never expire.

If there is a chance,
I would like to drink milk tea with you,
to listen to music together,
to walk together in the evening breeze,
to travel together and see the world.
What I mean is,
to be with you.

What's a soulmate?
It's like a best friend, but more.
It's the person who knows you better than anyone else in this world.
It's someone who inspires you to be a better person.
It's the person who knew you, accepted you,
and believed in you before anyone else did-or when no one else would.
You will always love them; nothing can change that.

Some stories never end, but this one does.

Though distance may stretch, it finds an end—
A journey of 40,000 kilometers at most.
Though we drift far, we too must part—
380,000 kilometers, no more.
Yet heart to heart, though far apart,
We meet in eight short minutes.

I penned the start, you wrote the close,
Will there be another chapter?
Who knows?

I love three things in this world.
The sun, the moon and you.
The sun for the day,
The moon for the night,
And you forever.
For the world,
You are somebody,
But for somebody,
You are the world!

Meeting you was the luckiest moment of my life.
You brought light and warmth to my world,
and for a while, that felt like everything.
But soon, I realized that simply meeting you wasn’t enough.
We crossed paths only to part ways,
leaving me with memories and what-ifs.
The saddest part is knowing we weren’t meant to stay.
You were both a beautiful gift and a bittersweet loss,
reminding me that sometimes the most important encounters
are the ones that don't last.

It's raining in your city.
I want to ask if you have an umbrella,
but I don't.
Because I am afraid that you say no,
and I can't do anything about it
just like I say I love you,
but I can't give you the life you want.

Hey, come on!
Let me show you a trick to see
the girl you've been longing for right now.
Ready? Close your eyes. 3, 2, 1...
You actually believe that stupid lie?
Just how desperately do you miss her?

Reading a book once more,
New insights may unfold,
Yet the ending stays the same.

Meeting you, wasn't it the same?
Moments might change,
Yet never rearrange.

Parting is still parting, heart still yearns.
Yet fate's cold hand has cast us into the deep ocean.
Bitterness still flows.

My head says go,
but my gut says stay.
Please tell me that you don’t want me to go.
Let me stay by your side.

No matter how many mountains I write of, every word speaks only of you. Waking from a broken dream, regret lingers with each return to consciousness.