All thoughts begin with nothing and end with nothing. I am the only one who knows that there was a grand love that came and went, occupying my entire youth.
The chirping of cicadas spreads over the age of seventeen, and the thoughts hidden behind the scratch paper meet again as scheduled at graduation.
Intention: There is no need to make noise about a real heartbeat. Two-way secret love is the subtle yet grand tenderness of young people. Waiting for the opportunity, they will eventually rush to each other.