It wasn’t long before we were in Stage 6: Downhill. There’s not much time left once you’re here. The effort to try to make things work just… isn’t worth it anymore. Problems continue. Arguments don’t get solved…What’s next is what happens to everyone at some point: the end of the line. The worst stage ever: breaking up. I don’t know when it’ll happen, or how, but I hope we can leave it on good mutual terms-if that’s ever truly possible… And this is when the two of us will start a new path. One that leads right back to where we started: strangers.
—  Philip Wang, Strangers Again

The guy brought an extra CD full of slow songs in case the DJ didn’t play any slow songs. He drove to her house, and parked out side. He opened the door for her, and she got out. They did their goodnights. And the girl slowly walked back into her yard. The guy quickly put the CD in the stereo, and higher the volume. The girl turned around and asked what he was doing. He said, I wanted to have a slow song with you. So, will you dance with me?

‎If life separates us and we end up in totally different places, I’ll always remember when our paths aligned in this period of time. And I’ll be thankful for that. And I hope wherever you are, you’ll be thankful too.
—  Strangers, again.