Your Time

All the scenery I have taken in the places I visited in the past two years have been developed and printed in the darkroom. I looked at the photos hanging on the rope for a long time. I walked through Mount Fuji that she had no time to climb, Hong Kong where he stayed, and Tokyo that she longed for. Now, I understand it all. In this imperfect world, the first half of my life is just an indispensable story. The people in that story were heading for a rugged and unknown track, and they looked like today's first snow, blooming and very silent. They warmed me while using their souls tortured by loneliness to get closer to happiness step by step. I choked up occasionally, but never managed to say "Thank you." They loved me so deeply. I often look for the years when we grew up together and learned that they had gotten the time they wanted. I'm happy for them. I received a reply from the girl, she said she liked me and asked me if I wanted to be her boyfriend. I want to tell you first. I think.