If I have no knife, I can‘t protect you.If I had a sword, I can‘t hold you.
I love you not for who you are, but for who I am with you.
If I have never had a warm feeling of taste, maybe I will not cold; if I did not feel too sweet love, I maybe would not have to pain. If I did not encounter the kind peigirl, if I have never not left my room, I would not know I was such alonely。”
If the evening when the moon rises, the moon shine my doorstep, I hope to meet La Luna me a wish, I‘d like a pair of human hands. I would like to put my hands of my lover tightly over at Wye Medium, even if only once.