After that, I gradually realized that if you were touched by me, you would disappear. And I can't help but worry that in a short time, I will be older than you.
I want to see you in spring in autumn in winter. Can only helplessly endure. The feeling of wanting to touch you is also getting stronger.
In the end, I can finally hug you as I wish. The only hug in this life is as precious as a treasure. The warmth in the palm of my hand reminds me of things that would be boring to do in normal times, but are fun as long as you are by your side. In those summers, we flew kites together, ate popsicles, folded boats, picked wildflowers...
all of them together are warmer than the summer temperature.
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