What he left me was a ring, a girl, an unfinished song, the sky full of immortal stars, the years filled with his love, and half of the world that I had never set foot in.
So for the rest of my life, I only have time to walk with love and longing among the mountains and seas where he left his footprints.
But the rose never dies, and the love never changes. When I pick up the pen, summer is here and I miss you again.
Purpose: Undying love
