On that brilliant spring day when the sun shone so brightly, you disappeared from this world, abandoning me.
A person grapples with abandonment on a spring day, only to receive an unexpected call from the one who left.
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It must have been your final consideration, but for me it was nothing but the beginning of despair.
It was no different from proving the fact that you were not looking at me.
Then one afternoon, a silver fish swam inside a closed umbrella.
Everything was beautiful. Except for me.
But today, couples strolling down the street catch my eye especially.
Will a spring day like that ever come to me again?
You were my spring. Yes, only you could ever be my spring.
Now even this seasonal talk is meaningless. Let me just work, work.
Then my phone rang. The caller was 'you.'
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