Every beat of a butterfly's wings is a prayer for farewell.
You can never know what the future holds.
Next time, let us both be a little braver.
“I can no longer catch the butterfly. It flies farther and farther away, with no end in sight, just like how I can never catch up to the boy I loved as a teenager, no matter how hard I try.”
In the great tide of time, we met.
Bad ending! Bad ending! You are the only summer of my life.
I will embrace the summer that belongs to me forever.