He: I hate this town, it’s filled with memories that I’d
rather forget…
(She interrupted)
She: I love this town very very much. Sometimes I wonder, what
if this town was alive? What if it had thoughts and feelings like one of us? If
it did, I think it would want to make the people who live here happy. When I
look at how things have turned out for you and me, I feel like the town might
have brought us together; that it might have made this miracle happen. But even
if it's wonderful, I guess it's not really a miracle, is it? After all, this
sort of thing happens every day. People who live here love this town, and they
find happiness here all the time. Even if it doesn't have thoughts, I think
this town is still alive in its own way. I think it still loves the people who
live here. I've grown up in this town, all of my memories and dreams are a part
of it. In a way I feel like it raised me.
He: So this town is a big family, huh?
She: Yep. (Giggling)
[DEDICATED TO MY TOWN]
[DEDICATED TO MY TOWN]
