It would be enough to have only one such friend in the whole world.

I just forgot that you were again and again, and you still wanted to be my best friend, or something deeper.

The world and the people who have been ignored and ignored by me are blank spaces in my life that I have no intention of coloring, but you have actively jumped into my field of vision, unwilling to leave again.

I couldn't figure out why you were close to me, scared and curious, like a bird that suddenly flew in in a quiet wood, and I wanted to see it, and you were still hovering in the air.

I'm used to not intersecting with any strangers anymore, anyway, I know, after a week, I will forget it all, it's better not to have anything, your appearance is undoubtedly disrupting the rhythm of wanting to live and learn, but, why do I still feel quite wonderful?

You told me I wanted to be my friend, do you know what the difference that these two words mean to me? Because I can't have it, everything ends with forgetting.

You stuck to me despite my retreat, slowly, slowly, the intersection I never wanted to have expanded little by little.

Later, in order to remind me of the events of the previous week, you gave me a diary to record every drop of the events of the week, especially those related to you.

I am happy and feel that my life has suddenly changed so much, it is no longer singular, it is full of joy, but also worry, it is not fair to you.

If I think about it, we all have doubts and forget about it, but we don't give up, and continue to write about forgetting and remembering, this sweet thing with sourness.

Because of your appearance, let me know that the friendship between people can be sublimated into a beautiful love, and it is all because of you.

Now, thank you, my friend.

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