P A A L A L A

It was fine. It was good. Everything seems to be perfect, but why do things suddenly change in just one glance? The fine, the good, the so-called perfect, turn into the worst.

He believed them instead of me. He believed the worst was yet to come. When I said that I couldn't, he told me I could. How I wish this was just a misunderstanding, but the fact is I only have myself.

I loved him. He loved me. This is perfect, but everything changes perfectly.

May we each find our own happiness. But, this is not a typical long-distance relationship because, from the start, we don't have the relationship itself.

A two-point view

Who will be the first point of view and the last point of view?

Let's Go.