I know I'm selfish, but who can deny that people don't live for themselves.
I have never been a good student,
I have not become a qualified friend,
You can't be a perfect lover either.
His doting and tolerant tenderness never belonged to me;
Her bright, carefree smile is no longer there'
I personally broke that unreserved trust.
That summer, I clearly heard the sound of precious things disappearing.