Those feelings remain until the end... About happiness. It's hard to recognize happiness by yourself sometimes. Even if you recognize it, it takes a lot of effort and the ability to make it yours. That's right; Do you remember, The trees we faced as we sat and talked to each other... Our breath, laughter and stories that are now ingrained... It'll make me happy whenever I go there, Like we all will strive to be happy. But, To feel happiness, you have to work hard and do your best, and yet you can barely get it. It's not easy even if you're with me; Even if you have been working on it for quite a while. It is something that may not happen, but no one knows our future. Like when you run like that without a break, If you make an effort, If you live on... I believe that day will arrive. I believe that such a day could come. Like this... Where we are happy as we are together...
He told me he loves me... That friendship that we promised together got loose I think about the word 'promise' and what that word means... Loving others completes us. And that's why we are beautiful. I love someone, whom I kept a secret from him. When he held my hand, I thought of him and his warmth. Where does my heart lie? When I told him I would find him, He said, "There's no need, I'll come back to you". He used to send me postcards from overseas... And those postcards have me great comfort. But when will I unite? Or should I compromise my friendship? The world is ever-changing and so is our life... Our life is full of surprises; When you kiss someone, everything becomes quiet, and, Each second feels like forever... That one kiss that brought a crack in friendship, Should I mend it with my impulsive three golden words or should I tell him the truth... I realized my fleeting feelings were towards... The one who sent me postcards... This present was a mi...