12 years ago, you and I met on an autumn evening. At that time, both of us didn’t realize that life was the only thing, but we were just animals.
I will never forget the night I met you. The same place where I saw you for the first time (the same toy in the children’s park), the brothers who run the toy that introduced us, and also my friend’s watch that entertained us (my friend’s watch suddenly fell off while sitting in the wheelchair and turning around).
A lot has changed since that night. When I think about it, how happy I was during the years I was with you.
After all this is behind us, there is no relationship left between you and me except for the few pictures we took together. The last time I met you, you hurt me and waited a long time.
But later I found out that you lied to me. That guy who used to run after you (now your husband) said he was with you all day.
But that day, I couldn’t go out because of the clothes that your friend gave me at home.
The last night you and I went out, how much fun you and I had together in your entryway before you went home.
At that time, you and I did not know that someone was eagerly waiting for me outside your entrance.
That night, one guy (your husband) got what he wanted, but the other guy (me) was left empty-handed. I still love that one girl who I thought loved me.
Every time I think of you, my teeth, which were knocked out that night, ache. But you did not know all this and did not notice it.