For loneliness is a friend, who will not betray.
Shiver not in the pouring love, instead, buy an umbrella;
Believe not in happiness, even in the passions of love.
Confess not your love, even if you would die for it.
For love is like a season, it comes and goes to decorate life's boredom;
The moment you call it love, it melts away, an ice sculpture.
Goodbye, Someday.
Happiness lasts not forever, as despair lasts not forever.
Some days, there is goodbye; some days there is hello.
At death, some look back on being loved; while some look back on having loved.
I shall look back on having loved
Sayonara Itsuka
