Let all the memories that we shared, be the memories of nobody. Let all the words we spoken, be the words of the afterlife. Let all the winds we felt, be the winds of tragedy. For what you have done have sealed me from finding any reason to forgive all of you. You have asked me whether I am still angry at them for several times, you want the real answer? It is actually a 'no' even though I told you it is a 'yes'. What's the point of bearing grudge against people who aren't even worth the while?