We once exchanged soda drinks amidst the chirping of cicadas, and held an umbrella together on rainy nights, thinking that we could reach the future by tiptoeing. But the cruelest thing about youth is that some people can only accompany you for a certain distance - they use their departure to fulfill your light, and you carry his shadow with you, turning your unspoken "like" into the joy of the rest of your life.
Intention: Farewell, hidden in that unsent envelope from beginning to end.