There's a meteor shower tonight. No matter how many shooting stars will come, the only one I want has already left me.
No matter how many wishes I make, today has already passed.
I'm afraid of moving on. I'm scared this feeling will leave me and never come back. Such pure, warm feeling might only come once in a lifetime.
A boy who had been following his dreams traveled across the world to pick up the pieces he was searching for. On the way he happened across a little girl playing in the sand, focused on her shoveling. There beneath the earth he found a piece he was meant to find, and continued along his journey. The hole which the girl had shoveled left forgotten, until the ground below hummed and remembered the warmth of the hand who touched hers when the piece recovered from below the ground was exchanged.
That was a long long time ago. What happened to the boy? We don't know, but the girl vows to meet him again one day. We can count on it.
"I realize that crying with a smile is the most painful."
I couldn't have asked for a more bittersweet goodbye. It's going to hurt the most when I wake up today. Despite the fact that some days felt like hell, he was always up hours before me thinking of me. When I look out the window now, I can see him out on the driveway, standing firm.
This is goodbye.