Love, that we mostly appreciate can bring the greatest enemy, the envy. Envy turns everything to hate, no sensibility or sensitivity or intimacy or any kind of positive emotion stays alive in that so-called love. When i'm happy, please be happy; when i'm down, at least try to make me feel better. Friendship is not over, there must be something in this small world and in my small life to lean on. Hope never ends unlike everything brings its own end, hope can never be that stupid. There remains only hope for me, for the future beauty and relief of life. I'll stay away from everything trying to put me away from it. From now on,Hope is my friend, my beloved, my sister and the other me inside.