I still remember the warmth of your gentle hands as they intertwined with mine.
As long as we keep the flame of hope lit, it will continue shining and illuminating the path forward. We are the ones who keep hope alive, so if we continue to believe in it, hope will exist. Always remember, there is still hope.
Still breeze moves nothing Cherry blossoms coat the ground Shadow strikes through night
There are still so many parts of life to treasure and appreciate. So, please, don't give up. Hold onto the normal things you still have, and wait for better times to come. This will not be out forever.