A love that makes you cry tears of happiness is a beautiful thing.

Why is it that when you're in love, every cheesy love story's main female character reminds you of yourself? If I could give myself an answer, it would be because there's someone who's chosen to be next to me. With an embarrassed look on my face, I'm experiencing this happiness that only comes once in a lifetime. Even if I lose these memories, I will always remembered how I felt. Right?

As a child, I was foolish; I was a constant dreamer. As a young adult, I believed that it was largely due to my dreams that I would act foolishly, and so I cursed those dreams which prompted such behavior. And as I matured yet again, I deemed my dreams were in itself foolish. Today, I can only imagine that my dreams will become ever more foolish as I grow older and wiser. I have much to thank for them. It's these foolish dreams that are so close to reality, that I am able to transform them into truth. If I didn't dream such foolish dreams, I would be a content man--until this day, cursed an ordinary and boring life.

I want to be patient, but sometimes I wonder if this patience is actually despair in disguise. To believe that waiting is forth fighting for, perhaps that is just one sided.

"みちがえた" -- You said to me.