As we kept pulling each other, I wrote this endless longing and helplessness into a diary, a diary that only I could read. I loved you so much until it hurt me in the end. I didn't know that these four years of being together could not be exchanged for a good time together and a good separation. You didn't even give me a chance to say goodbye. Who doesn't know how to use cold violence? You shouldn't have given it to me! In the end, I didn't even want to keep the memories. Because that is the evidence of my love, just a trace of your visit!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
