Tears, idle tears - Alfred Tennyson

Tears, idle tears. Both of you don't know what they mean, as they suddenly threaten to pour out from your eyes, to feel the comfortable hand that wipes them away.

But today's the day you've made your final decision, so why is it that you're regretting it when it's only the first step?

"Are you out of your mind? You can't leave me! You can't..." Your friend, Satoru, grabs both of your shoulders, eyes glaring, yet they glistened like the azure waves of the ocean.

"Can't you reconsider? You're the only one I have here!" Remorse filled the man's throat, yet he did not back down from begging, never.