Do you still remember the child's words "I will always be with you"?
Do you still remember the sunflower that refused to cry when we watched the sunset together that summer?
Do you still remember the childish grass ring you put on for me after church that year?
So many, many years later, will you still remember that you loved me?
Please, don't ask me again whether my heart is there or not.
Please, don't ask me again how I can lose love without regret.
And please, don't ask me anything else.
You probably don't know, but I feel so sad every time you ask me that.
But——
Sorry.
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