But I cried, starting from the 30th minute. until the end.
Naive at 13, at 13 we can't perceive. Until one day, with our 30-year-old thinking, we finally realized that it once existed. All the good things that were once gone are gone.
I always can't stand the feeling that I once had, but is gone. Trying to hold on to something, childhood innocence, or whatever. But soberly, watching those cherished things drain from the fingertips. Sober, feeling the good things missing from us.
That is a heartache.
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