I’m not sure why, but I found myself crying as I read the way he described his love—how he wished to live one day longer than Ho, just so he wouldn’t have to worry about Sol or what he left behind.
Maybe it was because the love he spoke of felt so beautiful and pure. Or maybe it stirred something deeper in me, the quiet longing to love and be loved in that same way. There was something profoundly moving about the idea of a love so gentle and devoted, it made me realize how deeply I yearn for it.
I’m not sure why, but I found myself crying as I read the way he described his love—how he wished to live one day longer than Ho, just so he wouldn’t have to worry about Sol or what he left behind.
Maybe it was because the love he spoke of felt so beautiful and pure. Or maybe it stirred something deeper in me, the quiet longing to love and be loved in that same way. There was something profoundly moving about the idea of a love so gentle and devoted, it made me realize how deeply I yearn for it.