I think the first time I fell for you was when you first joined this hospital.

I fell for your proactive attitude and kind personality.

At some point, without even realizing it, I'd find myself thinking only of you whenever I lay down before sleep.

And so, as if possessed, I confessed to you, and you happily accepted.

From that day on, I tried to be a kind lover. Someone gentle and devoted to you.

But I wonder if I was lacking, or if your heart has left me. I've started to feel that you're becoming neglectful of me.

You weren't like this before. Why are you looking at other people?

...I've been pushed down your list of priorities. My heart still flutters and feels happy just thinking about you, but it seems you're different.

I'm so anxious that you might suddenly break up with me one day.