Making sure I have no regrets... that would just be self-serving, nothing more. It's all right. I mean, this is a great memory in itself, right?
To enjoy my youth properly. She might've been talking about something like this. To live without thinking about consequences or what's around me with all my strength. That's what it was about...
The length of time you've been in love isn't the only thing that matters, right?
So you feel like you're being dishonest or something? That's not true. It's a great thing to come to like someone. If you ask me... The important thing here is, that you have to make a clear choice between the two of them.
It's just... a love that's continued for many years without straying is something that, to anyone who sees it, is beautiful and impossible to fault. But... Though it may be short, and it may be something that's become crooked and bent partway through, if they're serious about the way they feel... then I don't think that's something that isn't beautiful.
I'll tell you a way that I heard to figure out if you like someone or not. Imagine, when you find a rainbow, when you found a shooting star, when you found a cafe you like, when your change is 777 yen or something. If it's Raku, it's fine to imagine the first time a leaf stood up in your tea. When you found a beautiful sunset, or if you found your taste in music, or if you win a pretty good prize in the lottery, those small things in everyday life. When you encounter those small happiness or luck, who is the very first person you want to tell that to? Whose face came into your mind?
I've decided to take this unrequited love, and quietly put it away in a corner of my heart as a bittersweet page of my youth.
Seeing them as the same is wrong. It's a touchy subject, but the weight of something you bear with your own power and with someone else's are different. In the end, mustering the courage to confess is up to the people