Yes, we are brothers. Even though you don't know I still exist. The saddest thing is not that you have forgotten me, but that you never remember me. In fact, death is not terrible. After darkness, there is darkness. The most terrible thing is that you cannot die. There is no reason to live anymore. I tried to love, kept loving... And then waited to be hurt. Only by making yourself believe that happiness will not come can you abandon yourself, murder your soul, and let happiness fly away. I want to be a bluebird and give myself some small happiness, even if the price is extremely heavy.