To this day, I am still grateful to God for allowing me to meet you and for making me a better version of myself.
You are like the first ray of morning light that illuminates the forest. Through the layers of branches and leaves, you form a beam of youth and love.
In the forest before dawn, there is thick fog, and you are the light that makes me work hard.
There is no special reason, I can quickly identify you in the crowd; there is no special reason, my heart will surge because of your casual greeting; there is no special reason, I want to show you the best version of myself.
All this, just because I like it.
My pride is as deep as the sea, because you are humbled to the dust.
No matter how the world changes, you will always be that white and dazzling young man. Years go by, but you have never aged in my heart.
You taught me to grow, to love and to be loved, but you never taught me how to let go.
If, if I could go back in time, I would definitely muster up the courage to stop you when you were about to leave, and say with a smile: "Hey, I like you so much!"
It's a pity that there has never been an "if" in this world...