No mater how apart we are, we will always be under the same sky.

There is something I envy about two people who find each other time and time again. No matter how badly situations they end up in, how apart they become, how cruel they say and leave - they come back to each other. Those are people who have a little thing called fate on their side. Those are people I envy. It almost like the world is saying "Stop separating! You are meant to be together."

I learned that the more you love someone, the more tears you will shed.
And I learned how to smile when I want to cry. Even if I feel sad, I learned how to not be in despair, and even if I fall down.. I learned how to not collapse.