Bombs? You want it? It's yours my friend.
R.I.P

"There was once a young lonely girl. She loved a friend of her very much. Alas, her feelings never managed to resonate with him. As the trials of time passed on, solitude turned her heart pale. Now, only memories remain from woven days past... Did it reach her? Or was it simply bathed breaths filled with mortal vows of woe... fluttering away and pursuing something without any direction?"