bạn are my beloved... Gin.
Always ever my beloved Gin. Many days have been spent without you, since we cannot meet, because bạn do not exist much...
Why do bạn run away from such a place as this?
You liked this place, didn't you?
I heard it from your own lips. bạn like and tình yêu this place...
You born here and lived in here. There were other things to like here, right?
Why?

I do not know Gin, explanation fails again.
How many times were spent so missing you...
The worst is... with the days, which increase and flow,
I have felt Mất tích without bạn and like I lose bạn more, repeatedly each day......