I Want To Hide You And Time Away

If time has a scale

Your arrival marks the true beginning of the turning point in my life

My world is very lonely, filled with white noise that varies in intensity from fast to slow

In my youth, my world was filled with the rustling sound of turning pages in the library

In youth, it is the sound of the clock hands and gears moving in the museum

After reaching adulthood, the only thing I cannot forget in my world is her

You may not know how monotonous the profession of a watch repairer can be; even a little rain occasionally feels refreshing.

She is like a red umbrella, walking back and forth in my world like the hour hand.

Let me hide both her and time away