I split 100 seconds to meet you

1 second

I don't know what I was thinking as I walked.

I might have just walked without thinking, or maybe even ran around occasionally.

I thought I was wandering around here and there with a sense of adventure, but in the end, I guess I was just walking down familiar paths.

The scenery I saw before my eyes was a familiar alley I occasionally saw as I passed by.

태형

"Was it meaningless?"

Even though the words came out like that, my heart wasn't like that.

Naturally, I thought I would find you wherever I went

I feel like my actions of wandering around here and there weren't so meaningless.

There's no particular reason to feel that way, but that's how I feel.

If you still don't feel empty, then it's a lie.

태형

"If only I hadn't remembered..."

Could I have ever behaved so strangely?

The joy of thinking of you was strangely mixed with the feeling of knowing that I had lived well without you before, when I didn't have 'that' memory, and the uncomfortable feeling of doing things I had never done before because of 'that' memory.

Maybe it's because it's morning, but the breeze mixed with the scent of sunlight passes by my nose and I think of you again.

Yesterday, today, too, a sleepless morning begins with thoughts of you.

I start chasing memories, starting with our memories that came to mind at some point.

As a painful memory that might be better left behind,

The resurrection of the precious nightmare goes back to a week ago.

-A building with so many windows that there are fewer places without windows-

My gaze, floating in the air as if in astral projection, stopped at what I assumed was the center of the building. Because I saw myself shedding tears in the middle of it.

I could see myself, and the "me" over there seemed to be unable to see me. Next to me, a little girl was crying sadly for some reason.

I see a girl with white hair that seems to reach her waist, pale white skin that makes you wonder if she's alive, and yellow-amber eyes. Her whiteness is so faintly visible in the light streaming in through the window.

-And next to him is 'me' with a young face who looks about the same age-

여자아이

-don't cry..-

She wore a black one-piece dress that contrasted with her white self and rubbed my eyes with the hem of her black sleeves.

I thought that from a distance, it might look like something black was waving next to me.

나

-Don't cry either..-

-They told each other not to cry, but in the end, no one stopped crying.-

여자아이

-How long do you think I'll have to hide here?-

The girl who was still sobbing and trying to continue speaking in a concise manner

And with that image, I woke up from my dream.

Tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring

태형

"Ahh..."