I was leaning on the table, listening to the voices through the voice. My body didn't want to hear this. This wasn't happening, right? Wasn't this too early? 

It is hard to read a small note with so much tears in your eyes. You can wipe them away, but they'll return to your eyes. It's the same with this feeling. I don't want to believe them, but reality keeps on hitting me. 

"You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water. It was a dream, crossing it. Seeing what's on the other side. I think I followed the right river. I'm free now, but I'm still with you. I love you, my East Sea"

There was no Minhee without being, thinking, even writing emotional things. I should have prepared for this earlier. I knew she was going her own way, even though she kept denying the truth. Maybe she was right. She's still with me. I can't touch her, I can't see her, but I'm still so close to her. We were meant for each other. Minhee and the.. East Sea. I'd visit the sea, I'd think about her. I'd be happy she doesn't feel pain anymore. She crossed the pain to follow her biggest wish. 

Wait for me Minhee. I'll cross this for you. Only for you, just wait a bit longer.