Miracle.
People place excessive hopes on those two words, as if they were meant to be. But when they don't happen, they blame others. And yet, they still bet a lot on a miracle.
When I woke up, the sweetness was so unforgettable and alluring. I couldn't stop. Yes, I was addicted. To those two sweet words.
Me too. Even though I know the odds are high that it won't happen, and even though I know it will eventually grow too big to give up, I keep betting too much on the two letters "miracle." On the miracle that you will return. I've staked too much on it now to give up. Even me.
A miracle hasn't come to me. But I keep betting that someday it will come true, even though I know that someday it might never come.
Before a miracle comes, it's bitter. But a miracle is incredibly sweet. So much so that you forget the bitterness before the miracle arrives. Even if you look closely, it's the same. Longing for that sweetness, I'm staking everything on the two words "miracle," two words that have grown so large I can't give up.
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Wow, I fought!
Hahaha...hahaha
Hehehehehehehe
(Yes, you're crazy, I know you don't have to say it)
You can just look at it as the ㅈㄹ of a person who is too bored!!