Tonight is very nostalgic.
The end is getting close.
That only means our end is getting close.
I don't want it to end.
I don't want that night to come where we must say goodbye.
I remember we made a promise...
but when that day comes, it will be broken.
I am sorry.
At least you'll be happier right?
I can go on knowing that.
Knowing that you are happy.
You're happy. You'll be happy.
Be happy for me.
So I can remember you like that in my heart.
I'll always remember you as a kindhearted person who took care of me.
Even if it was not like I expected.
Heh. You just smiled.
It hurts, but in a good way.
I wish I could trade my family.
I wish it wasn't like this.
I know that soon I'll start seeing you less and less, and then never again.
And I'll have left are the fragments of the memories, shattered in my hand.
