Hey Nana... If we were lovers, would a hug be enough to wash away the sadness? Or does everyone carry this loneliness like a burden?

You could've justifiably come charging at me with hatred, but you never stopped calling me your friend, even though I tried to sever those feelings myself. You stopped me as a friend, even at the cost of your hand, and I was saved. Thanks to you, we were insignificant little things who used to clash and now are able to claim each other's pain.