"Perhaps you will never know, that summer I walked along the train tracks and scattered hibiscus seeds over and over again. It was like I didn't know when these seeds would bloom into brilliant hibiscus flowers along the way."
"Today I received the 100th postcard from Little Ear, and I still haven't replied. I can't find the right words, no words to say. Because I know that I still love the girl who can still smile brightly when the flowers are in full bloom in summer."
"I know you don't keep a diary, so I wrote everything about you in my diary. This counts as being with you."