Others have always said that the person you fell in love with when you were sixteen or seventeen years old is the person you love most. I always thought this was just another sentiment circulated on the Internet. Later, I believed it. That person will really be the person who makes you feel the most tenderhearted in your heart. This is my own memory, the most beautiful love buried in the deepest part of my heart. In order to escape from the feelings I shouldn't have, I made the most wrong decision in my life. I hurt you, dropped out of school, and moved away from home. Four years have passed, and I finally can no longer stay away from you. The farther away I am, the deeper the feelings. Time has not forgotten everything, but makes the feelings more intense. Is there really a chance between us? I love you. No matter what the outcome is, I don't want to miss it again.