You Were When I Was Eighteen

"I never thought about missing out," he said. He also said: "My dear, I hope you are safe." He added: "My dear, let's go forward." "I hope you are really relieved and won't cry secretly at night." At this naive age, just because of a word of liking, we seem to be able to become each other's superheroes. We failed to meet in summer, mature in autumn, sparse in winter, and leave in spring. We only met in midsummer. In that hot summer, we changed from us to you and me, that's all. Some people love rainy nights, cats running around in alleys, people blowing the evening breeze by the river, and roses scattered on the beach, but I only love the young man standing in the middle of summer. Regret? Of course it's a pity. But the ending doesn't matter, you will always stand by my eighteenth year.