It's another summer, the last summer I spent with you
I had a dream, an unrealistic but beautiful dream
Summer rain bursts, unrestrained, I am the only one who knows this secret
"Do you like me?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know what liking is"
Hidden in the diary are the thousands of words I say to you, the words "I love you" that I want to say but have no time to say.
Purpose: High school experience