Becoming Strangers Again

Hanna;

I always thought that you leaving me was some kind of punishment because I was always too involved in your personal life and matters.
Should I blame myself for your leaving? Or will I always believe that saving you was the right decision I ever made in my life? Even though I knew there would be consequences someday.

Eugene, no matter what kind of struggles or hardships we go through, I hope you'll never blame yourself.

Eugene;

Hanna, I love you with every part of my soul. As long as this world still breathes and time continues to move, I will never stop telling you how deeply I love you.

I loved you in the quiet past,
and I love you still in this aching present,
with a devotion time could not erase,
and a longing even eternity would fail to silence.