"I didn't expect that I would appear in front of you like this.
It didn't seem like too long had passed since I thought of this from the gap between the trees on the roadside. I don't know if you are doing well or not. How should I express it? I can't think of good words. "
But I know that the person you hope to see often, the person you hope to meet occasionally, and the person you miss all the time will not be me.
I know.
The calluses on my hands are gone. It seems like that time will never come back.
"You said that you will change if you become that kind of person. But I am very sure that I am still here. No matter what is more or less outside, I am very sure that I am still me. I only want to look at you, and I miss the fool who follows you every day!"