For a long time, he tried to convince himself that he was content. For a long time, he tried to ignore another kind of hunger within him, a hunger that could never be satisfied no matter how much he ate.
He knew that just by gazing at those flowers, something from within him started to live again.
I know we can't do anything about those who couldn't even say they're sorry...but maybe...maybe we can do something about how we feel inside.
You say those things because you haven’t felt what I felt. Don’t you know how painful it is to be abandoned by your dearest friend?
It’s true; I have never been abandoned by my best friend. Even so, I think no one is really exempt from being hurt. I was hurt, too...and you may not know how I felt like...how it felt like...to be abandoned by your own mother.
He had always held on to his pain as though it were the biggest pain in all that world, but now, now he felt he could no longer hold on to it. His awareness of the boy’s pain somehow made him forget about his own.
Look here...this shell is unique. I think I could gather all the seashells in the world and I would still fail to find another one like this. As beautiful as this. In the same way, I think that’s how you are.
Even if you can’t see any proof right now, you must believe. Sometimes, you must believe first before you can see!
Why have they failed to see this the night before? Was it because of the darkness? Or was it because of the shadows cast from his own heart?
For the sake of clarity, let it be known that this boy lives in a world that is quite different from your own... In this world, there are fireflies that can talk, there are flowers that can dance, and there are mysteries that cannot be understood by those who refuse to have an open heart.