Honey & Clover / Hachimitsu to kurôbâ

Those miraculous days, when you and I along with everyone else, searched together for just one thing… will continue revolving forever. Somewhere deep in my heart as my bittersweet memory.

To wish for your own happiness is sometimes coupled with another’s unhappiness.

I’d been wondering all this time, whether there’s any meaning to a failed love. Is it something that will disappear, the same as something that never existed. Now I know, there is meaning…there was a meaning…right here. I'm so glad I fell in love with you.

It’s absurd to think your life won’t have a meaning unless you leave some work behind. Just living is enough.