That person who always appears in my memory from time to time, I no longer have a clear picture of his face, and I can no longer mutter his name silently with my lips and teeth. However, he always appears in my inadvertent dreams with his tall and thin back, or appears in the crowded crowd when I am in a daze. When I come back to my senses, he disappears, leaving me only laughing.
I think I am really old, so old that I start to remember, start to fantasize, and start to face it.
Hey, that anonymous person who cannot be named, I realize that I miss you.