Love Is an Adventure of Surrendering Subjectivity
We spent the winter together, yet I have only seen you three times. Beneath the frozen lake, in the withered forest, in the soft dreamland, no one thought they would lose this game. Love is an adventure of surrendering subjectivity. You said there is no promise here, no forever. I am the scenery you pass by. Ours is a flower of spring.
We spent the winter together Yet I have only seen you three times
Beneath the frozen lake In the withered forest In the soft dreamland
No one thought they would lose this game Love is an adventure of surrendering subjectivity
You said there is no promise here, no forever I am the scenery you pass by Ours is a flower of spring
我挣扎，然后猜忌。向着焦虑幻化的敌人挥砍。