"A few months after, you still couldn't recover. Death was cruel and an impatient customer."
"Why do you write? Is it to raise awareness? To cultivate passion? To instigate action? Or to arouse emotions?"
"And now as I get older, towards the chapter of life where one stands on her own two feet, where her fists are clenched, to fight, to be brave."
"I thought I could be the moon you were expecting to illuminate the abyss eternally, but turns out I was just a mere tiny candle that burned itself and got lost in the labyrinth of your deep sea."