I, Kim Myeong Hee, refuse to be buried alive with Hwang Hee Tae.
Lord, if something unexpected happens and we have to let go of each other's hands, please don't let the sorrow overwhelm the lives of those left behind.
Even if the tears we shed alone fill up to our chins, please don't let us drown and give us the power and courage to swim safely throughout this life.
“After the Play Ends” by Sharp
Youth of May |An Answer to Your Prayer (Episode 24)
Who gave you the poem, who received the poem, who wanted to make you laugh... It was all me. It's all my fault.
(8th Prince) Wang Wook
I knew how fickle our minds are but I let it be. Thought it would take care of itself. Holding your hand... On the way out of the room. It's all my fault.
I've seen a film but I cannot remember its plot and title...
I can only recall a scene where the female character says to the male lead,
"You'll be fine without me, Mr. (?)"
And then that's it!
I think the female character was trying to leave and ensuring the male lead that he'll be fine because he doesn't really need her because he doesn't love her that much?
If you can remember any movie with line like this please comment its title. I don't know why but I'm really curious to find this film!
Joey Tribbiani, Ken Adams, Friends (TV Series 1994-2004)
Years ago, when I was backpacking across Western Europe, I was just outside Barcelona, hiking in the foothills of Mount Tibidabo. I was at the end of this path, and I came to a clearing, and there was a lake, very secluded, and there were tall trees all around. It was dead silent. Gorgeous. And across the lake I saw, a beautiful woman, bathing herself. But she was crying...
I hesitated, watching, struck by her beauty. And also by how her presence; the delicate curve of her back, the dark sweep of her hair, the graceful length of her limbs, even her tears, added to the majesty of my surroundings. I felt my own tears burning behind my eyes, not in sympathy, but in appreciation of such a perfect moment.
She spied me before I could compose myself. But she didn't cry out. Instead our eyes held and she smiled, enigmatically, fresh tears still spilling down her cheeks. I was frozen. I knew nothing about this woman, and yet, as we stood on opposite sides of a pool of water, thousands of miles from my own home and everyone I had ever known, I felt the most intense connection. Not just to her, but to the earth, the sky, the water between us. And also to the entirety of mankind. As if she symbolized thousands of years of the human condition.
I wanted to go to her, to comfort her, to probe this feeling of belonging I had never encountered before. But I couldn't. Because I knew that if I spoke, if she spoke, that moment would be ruined. And I knew I would need the memory of that moment to carry me through the inevitable dark patches throughout my life.
And so I watched her lower her hand, turn, and slowly walk to the shore opposite me. The rest of her perfect form was gradually revealed to me, and I held my breath as I watched her disappear behind a copse of trees near the water.
I didn't follow her, in fact I turned around. I knew there was nothing else we could experience together that would be more perfect than that moment... and it still remains the most profound experience of my life.
I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you; you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. And if you'll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way.