Once certain things and certain people are recognized, everything else becomes redundant.
There are many kinds of love, but one is called unconsciousness.
Falling in love with him is inevitable, and neither of them can escape from his sincere eyes.
If there was no me in the world, would you choose her? She asked.
If I had a choice, I'd rather not have a choice. He said.
There is no beginning or end, just keep falling in love forever.
The distance is so far, yet so close, visible, intangible, unavailable...