That day we stood side by side under the stars. You ask me, why do I like to look up at the stars so much and try to reach out to reach the stars that are out of reach. I didn't respond to you.
Later you asked me why I tried to pursue you who was so far away from me.
I knew it from the moment I met you. We exist in two different worlds. Our life trajectories should not have intersected. We are destined to not be able to accompany each other to the end of everything. But there was light in your eyes, the warmth that I couldn't try to give up at that time
Soft.
The cicada cries to the last moment in summer, even if it will eventually fall into the mud at the end of summer. I will bloom until my life withers, and I will chase until I can't move forward, even if it is meaningless.
You are my galaxy, a bright color in my dark life. You are the reason why I treat the world with gentleness, and you are the reason why I look at the world with love.
I cherish everything I have and I firmly believe that I have the best luck in the world.
I want to use words to record the not-so-perfect youth, and to depict the shining young men who light up my life and exist in my world. You are so warm and teach me true love.
I will always remember you.
Purpose: To search for the meaning of youth and growth, and to retain the gentle eyes of a young man who looked at the world without being influenced by the secular world and interests.