Ex, isn't it when you're on my mind whenever I feel down? It's how you became a part of my heart and soul, where I have to worry about how you are.
How about those days when you didn't bother, but came for me? What did you feel lifting my body like that delicate flower?

Wasn't it beautiful when we stood at the traffic lights together without knowing? How sweet was our first date together, with you and me, as us together? It's all about how you loved to lift me up, even when I objected. How we enjoyed shopping for little things together, as if we were a couple.

Remember those days when they asked if we were a couple, praising, "What a beautiful and lovely couple?" they would say. Was it lovely to talk over calls, asking about the little things that happened to each other? Wasn't it that kiss when our lips turned into strawberries of harmony?

It's about how you loved me as I was, loving to lift me up even on your tired days. It's...