The world is lonely, the lonely leaves are turning yellow, and a close friend is hard to find.
Voiceover:
The text on that greeting card: "Cold words about old feelings, burying old friends with hot tears. Gains and losses are all in life, and the sky will be sunny after the rain."
The word "burial" in the poem made me taboo and surprised for a while, but I soon realized that only a true close friend would write the above words on a blessing card without hesitation.
Conception: