後ろ姿

{Double exposure}, {{{red ribbon, long silver hair}}}, {fluttering white petals}, {wind}, ocean background, Towards the invited midday, squinting against the sunlight, The calling voice echoes a nostalgic summer day from long ago; Tracing back memories of when we could smile openly at one another, It always leads to this same scenery— As if it were all predestined, Drawn in by a powerful force, Pretending to be used to a transparent solitude, We all struggle to cope with pain that never truly heals, My heart stirs as the season begins to race, I want to believe once more in the premonition of change., very aesthetic, masterpiece, no text