How should I mention your story?
It was obviously arranged by me
But it was lost in the summer when you left without saying goodbye
When I see your back again
Do you know how much I want to show up and give you a bear hug?
Maybe your and my thoughts have already been seen through by the world?
But what are you and I waiting for, stubbornly?
Are you waiting for someone to speak first in your youthful high school days?
What about those words that bring a blush to your face?