I always feel alone in the world.
But sometimes, I see the illusion of a nostalgic friend. I can't tell if it's a vision or a real thing. It may be a person who once fell in love.
One day, I bravely touched her hand. She grabbed my hand. She was accompanied by substance. A nice person appeared in front of me who was lonely.
I hold hands with her and walk towards the dazzling light.