"Mother says an old friend isn't someone who has passed away, but someone who is still in this world, yet impossible to see again."
Reading guide: A short piece of around ten thousand words, written when I was fifteen. It can be overwrought and the writing can be immature. It's only meant to express some feelings and nostalgia, so don't read too deeply into it.
Theme: Youth slips away easily, and true love is hard to find.
