Two years have passed, and I wonder if you still remember me as an old friend.
I have been dreaming about you lately. I dream that you are still as talkative and laughing as before, and you are as caring as ever.
You do still love to talk and laugh, and you still care about others, but that is with another person.
In fact, I am not qualified to say these things, because I am just a person who has a crush on you, a person who was rejected by you, and a fool who still misses you after two years.