Just as the flowers dance, swayed by the wind, and the earth is appeased by the rain, this world lives by being close together, and yet why do people wound each other? Why do separations happen? Even if you were to go far away, always, in the centre of my heart, I would be filled to the brim by that gentle smile of yours. Even if this fragment of yours that I hold were to painfully hurt me. It still connects us.
I love you. I trust you.
Be it light or darkness, we will be able to trust each other
Please, share your loneliness with me
