I don't know who said that: "If you had been brave, would our ending not be like this." Until now, I think our story is coming to an end. You have your life, and I still want to live in my own world, although at the beginning I always thought that you were the person who understood me best and was closest to my world. I just didn't expect that I opened the door to my world for you, and you closed it heavily with your own hands. I have never been able to figure out whether my decision was right or wrong. I have no intention of breaking into your life again, because, only now do I know that in your world, I am just a passer-by.