I think that those of us who live in this world will all feel lonely one day.
Because the person who once walked with us through every glorious dawn and dusk will have vanished without a trace. Like that swirling white snow, which stayed with us through the coldest winter, then quietly disappeared from the world when spring arrived.
I kept waiting for a snowfall like that, until I met you when I was seventeen.
My love for you has always been one of a kind.
Even if I meet many more people in the decades to come, it will never be like it was back then. I will never have that kind of courage again: even if there is nowhere in heaven or on earth to hide, I would still choose to be with you, no matter what.
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