This is a short article written in the first person. Although it is a dandy, I believe many people will be able to find reflections of their own feelings in this article. I had loved him so deeply, looked so eagerly at him, and carefully waited by his side. But until now, except for the memories sealed by himself, nothing has been left. "When love becomes strong, love becomes weak, but now I really regret being so passionate." There is no dramatic plot or gorgeous rhetoric. Although it is plain, it is unforgettable.