Time flies, youth passes, and we stand at both ends of a circle.
He once thought that life was all about encounters and misses.
It wasn't until I met him that I realized that there was still waiting.
She liked him, always, always.
She thought she would never be able to wait for him.
There is no earth-shattering love, only the oneness that cuts through youth.
I can see you, but I can never see through you.
Going around and around, fortunately, you are still here.