I feel nostalgic when remembering those days while at work, sometimes I dream of going back home and live there.
Have a strong heart to keep choosing her when she can't choose you. Love her, and only her, even when she's away.
And when your man comes to hold you again, hold no one else but him.
Let good people take a part of your thoughts, but whoever isn't, must not be allowed to enter and should be left to blossom outside – in the garden of fools.
Is it too much to dislike watching plucked flowers slowly dying in vases?