I miss the past very much. I liked not only him as a person, but also the struggling time in my senior year of high school and myself peeking at him between classes. Although I have said that I no longer like him, I still think of him. The person I liked when I was a student must like him very much, but either I can't forget him or I still like him. I can't forget him, but I won't like him anymore.
Intention: He gave me all the wonderful imaginations I had when I was young, but he was so vulnerable in the emotional world.