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.

So you have to accept facts as fact.

Hey, Nana... people's feelings change easily... what you see is a house of cards... nothing's sure, and nothing lasts forever.

I want to be spoiled like a child. Cry to my heart's content. But I can only suppress my feelings.

Just don't keep me in the dark about things. Otherwise, why am I with you?

The table was her stage. The mobile phone was the microphone. And the new moon was the spotlight. That kind of magic only Nana could make it happen.

Are you living everyday so that even if the end were to come you’d have to regrets?