Next year, same people.
I have looked up to him since I was a child and want him to see me all the time. Until I grew up and I could finally hold him in my arms.
Host and receiver, two-way secret love.
Ps: I just wrote it blindly! Don't do the inspection. (Of course, if there is anything wrong, you can help point it out.)
Intention: Two lonely souls, please rely on each other