Coldness…
I feel cold.
It's like… I'm feeling my life slip through my fingers.
No. It's not cold. I don't feel anything. Where am I?
I'm dying. I know I'm dying, but… where am I?
I don't want to go. I don't want to disappear. Because I'll be without you.
Rendered into nothingness. I'm shallow. Empty.
But for the first time, I feel complete. Maybe that's what life is all about. To die, and be complete. You always told me that I should find the true meaning of life.
Now… I have. I finally understand. Everything…
But I can't stop thinking that I'm about to take a road you can't walk. No… you'll always be with me, won't you?
Even at the end of everything, I don't want to be without you. But it doesn't matter much now, does it? This is the time…
The moment I stop to think.
