I'm terminally ill.
They're saying I'm going to die soon.
Because I have to leave you behind.
That's what I worry about most.
That you won't cry too much,
that you won't collapse,
that you won't have a hard time.
That's what I'm worried about,
because I'm afraid the time I have left with you will only end up as something sad.
I can't say it.
But when I'm walking down the road with you,
if I start feeling dizzy,
I wonder if you'll get too startled.
My heart is trembling.
Hundreds of times every day,
I wonder if I should say it,
or if I shouldn't.
I'm sorry.
Because it feels like I'm leaving after only hurting you.
I hope I don't stay in your memory for too long.
I hope I don't stay in your memory as a painful memory.
When time has just passed,
I hope it'll just be,
Oh, there was that person.
Just that much.
I hope I become just one piece,
a faint fog that occupies only a small corner of your memory.
Yes....was it fun..?
Long time no see.
Actually, it's my hiatus period right now..
Since the iPad the school gave us finally got internet after a while,
I'm uploading what I doodled during class...
I really can't come anymore...","....probably