A woman's happiness is in throwing everything away to live for love.

I was happy anywhere I could see the ocean.

People like hurting each other but loving is not a waste.

Maybe I’m just farsighted. The further away something is, the better I can see it but once it gets close, I lose sight of it.

His hands are saying that he wants to hold her. His feet are saying that he wants to chase after her... He's probably forgotten that I'm here, beside him

People can't be just tied together. They have to connect. Otherwise, they'll find themselves bound hand and foot.