If tomorrow would be the end
There are things I want to say
Words which I can't say alone
Words which always kept

"Yong.. I love yo— yogurt."

"Should we buy some? Let's buy something for Wheein and Hyejin too."

If tomorrow my eyes won't open
My body won't move
I just want to say these words
Words of pain and love
Words which I hid for a long time

"I love you."

"...yogurt, right?"

"No. Yong, I love you. Like cherry blossoms in spring, like snowflakes in winter— simple physics, gravity. I'd always fall for you, Yong."

"Byul.."

"Yong, it's okay. I understand."

"Byul, will you let me finish first? You do know that the universe is constantly expanding, right? I love you that much."