"I thought waiting would lead you to me. Every night I looked at the moon and talked to it about you. I told it: He will return… because a promise cannot be broken. And when you returned… you were holding a hand other than mine. I did not scream. I did not collapse. Only the dreams fell inside me. You lifted me to the highest heavens when I believed you, then threw me into the deepest abyss when you returned with them. And now… only the moon knows how tired I am. Can my heart forgive? Or did the story end the moment of return?"

I waited for you under the moon… I returned with her. You lifted me up then threw me down… Will I forgive you? And you say you were forced?!