There are many details inside you that no one else knows about you. Your weakness is in your words. The height of your strength is in your silence. Fear is not your enemy. Sometimes it is your support. The end is the beginning of other endings. Hope is the same as the letters of pain. No matter what happens, don't say how. Everything is too late. Your lover is now your enemy. Then, your answer is not always its title, but one thing is certain that everything that is yours is for you.