I'd always meant to see you, but now it's too late. The world is over, but might wake up again.
But it doesn't matter. You'll never find this. And even if you do, what will the awakened world be like? Will the stars still be in the sky? Will the moon still shine down on us?
Torn Letter
I'd always meant to see you, but now it's too late. The world is over, but might wake up again.
But it doesn't matter. You'll never find this. And even if you do, what will the awakened world be like? Will the stars still be in the sky? Will the moon still shine down on us?