[00:08.413]Stars from the screen fell into real-life wine glasses[00:12.980]You said the evening breeze suited my shirt hem so well[00:16.882]The visa stamp split day and night into north and south[00:20.828]I flew into the Arctic dark, still carrying your warmth[00:25.418]I count the time difference to guess the neon in your Moments[00:29.478]Which glass of whiskey will soak through your bangs?[00:33.472]I wished beneath the aurora you wouldn’t push me away[00:37.935]But all I got was you saying “today’s been hard” at dawn[00:45.141]You sway in the bar while I watch in the snow[00:49.329]The same moonlight shines on different kinds of absurdity[00:53.590]You say you’re so lonely, then turn to hold others in the chaos[01:01.800]My longing can never reach your lively goodnight[01:15.328]Your eyes in the video hide unextinguished cigarettes[01:19.538]You said “we’re just friends” when our glasses clinked—such a lie[01:23.468]I dare not ask for details, afraid to break the thin cocoon[01:31.335]After all, across ten thousand miles, even hugs need to be borrowed[01:37.091]In your Moments’ group photo, his arm’s slung over your shoulder[01:42.410]I type then delete, too scared to voice my resentment[01:48.676]You drown in parties while I lose sleep in the cold night[01:52.832]You say you need me, yet leave me hanging on the edge[02:02.319]You sway in the bar while I watch in the snow[02:06.416]The same moonlight shines on different kinds of absurdity[02:11.236]You say you’re so lonely, then turn to hold others in the chaos[02:18.896]My longing can never reach your lively goodnight[02:24.736]The aurora tears the night sky, like my broken heartbeat[02:30.365]One “I’m down” from you pulls me back into the black hole[02:38.858]I know this love’s already hollowed out by desire[02:43.522]Yet I still wait for the day you say “don’t wait anymore”[02:47.753]The wind blows my letter toward the lights of your city[02:52.059]You’re probably raising a glass, not hearing my sobs[02:57.605]The Arctic snow falls nonstop, covering all possibilities[03:05.570]Finally, I understand—some love can only freeze into a specimen