There are two ways to think of you.
The fragrance of the book
Tea taste
There are two ways to see you.
A sunny day
rain
A heavy rain has drenched my body.
My heart is clear again when I see you.
I think of you and see you as a rebirth.
There are not many wonderful things in the world.
Things that are not human and still smell books.
Good night at ten o'clock every night.
