I hate winter. In the spring, summer, and autumn your window is always open…so there’s a fragrance that comes from your room, Really… there’s a herb scent. And at night, I can smell the aroma of fresh rice and the breeze that comes from the fluttering of your curtains. And on rainy days, you reach your hand outside … and touch that falling rain I feel that you are right beside me. I just… want to be by your side for a very long time.
"How many meanings could the word "sorry" have? Sadness and wounds. Misunderstanding and reflection. Regret and reconciliation. There are countless emotions inside. He believes that you cannot express your feelings with just a word. ‘Will you come to Spain with me?’ He was speaking love to me.”