It’s about B.
Wherever you are, either you’re here or somewhere else with another persona. Really glad to know you though we’d never talk directly. Let me lace my words which been sent to you into a letter— a letter I couldn’t send— before I get over you.
You were something to me, you’re my sun.
So, I already realised the little star and the sun aren’t able to rise and shine together. Separated beyond, so faraway.
My dearest sun, don’t forget me. Our memories have been kept and locked in depth, none of us have the key. It couldn’t be opened, but it will always be remembered.