What is the experience of every day in Lacrimosa?
Probably finally found that women are made of water! From the night I said goodbye, I missed him all night and couldn't sleep. Curling up in a corner and crying is really ugly and heartbreaking. Fortunately, I live alone and won't disturb others. For the next two or three weeks, tears were like broken faucets. When someone was around, I probably smiled and tears flowed silently. I often cry like a child when no one is around. I couldn't sleep the night we broke up or even many nights later. Even if I fell asleep, I would see him, but we were far away in the dream. Obviously, I don't even remember who I was in my dream, but I know I am far away from him and I am watching him from a distance.