For stories that eventually come to an end.
Which relationship is not a relationship, and which kind of love is not love. I believe that different paths lead to the same destination, and everyone will be happy in the end. Maybe the road will be longer, but there is no reason why no one can't get the legendary good life.
I just want to see you witness time flowing into black and white prints.
. . . . . . You are the light years of midsummer, you are the disappearing era.