The unknown breeze came wafting towards us and filled our hearts with the fragrance of love!

Some people are like the fragrance of flowers!

There is a strange breeze that flows from the mountains. The breeze is tender yet harsh, sublime yet subtle, and it drifts from place to place in search of a nothingness. I am that breeze and I can't belong to one place or to anyone. I am the wanderer and wandering is my destiny.

I am the breeze. I drift and I wander. I meet people and i touch their hearts. but people don't stay with me. They leave me. And I keep on drifting and keep on wandering. That's my life.

He began reading her eyes more deeply and passionately than the books in the library.

Your fragrance wafts into the spaces between my breaths
While I keep staring at the sky every night
The stars and the moon asked me your name
And I just blushed and smiled...