It's a road that only the two of us can walk. If anyone could see someone other than us on the street, then they should say it was our in love. Apart from other dead or some living creatures are arounder, all of them follow us hand in hand to take care of me and you, who are still in love in the middle of lonely streets. Then they smiled and said, "The beauty of youth."   ㅤI can't imagined if that time you didn't pick up kindly. It's good that you did that, otherwise what would this world mean without your presence, and what would I do if I didn't feel this happiness that definitely wouldn't last forever. After that I accepted it and we returned it to each other every day—even every time we met. Symbolic of all that we make through a simple body touch that has many meanings, the only thing is holding hands on a street under the trees.