❝My little playground that grew my childhood dreams

That was my world in my little mind

My own world in the old picture

My Wonderland, that was in my memories I was dreaming of?❞

He looked hurt ; I've never seen him that way, before. I was afraid to make a contact with him.

Though, I knew he really would talk to me.

It's just that I don't have the 'strength' to look. Or even talk.

But... maybe this time I must do something..

I appreciate what he lend me.

Though actaully I could have just ask umma for a change.

I'm sure she'll get worried when she founds me like this.

But actually nothing happened to me,

But something happened to him.

"눈물만큼사랑은깊어져아픈만큼또어른이되요..."

"Love deepens as much as the tears flow and we mature as much as we hurt.."

"머린도나지운것일심장이기억헉다..."

"The heart remembers what the head erased."