We met unexpectedly that midsummer, and finally parted in midsummer.
I remember seeing him sitting by the window that summer.
I remember her sitting surrounded by friends that summer.
I went to see him with a handful of baby's breath and a bottle full of stars to fulfill my promise to him, but in the end our story came to an end when I said goodbye without saying goodbye.
She said she came to keep the appointment and fulfilled her promise, but in the end she had to say goodbye, leaving only the scarlet sky and the stars on the ground.
PS. Dog-blooded literature, elementary school chicken writing style
Mission: Youth without regrets