... If God can only let me choose to keep a part of my body, then... I only need to keep one of my eyes... I have been lonely under the Bodhi tree for a thousand years, just for my one eye to stare at the moment you turned to look at me....
Meeting, parting, the past that I thought I could forget, I thought I could continue to laugh and move forward... But...
You are like an inscription engraved in my heart, but I cannot see it.
The Tao is: fight to see if you don't want to see, ruthlessness is better than affection.