The reason I didn't go to the hospital? It was a hassle. I was busy, too. But a few days ago, I started getting short of breath and my coughing got worse. I just thought it was a common cold.

But thinking of you, who kept nagging me to go, I finally went for a check-up in my spare time.

Stage 2 lung cancer. They said I caught it relatively early, so I should live if I get surgery. But there's still a chance I won't, right?

If I tell you, you'll freak out again. I can handle you being angry. But I can't stand seeing you cry. So I didn't tell you. I'm trying to push you away instead.

It feels like we've grown a bit distant lately. Maybe it's because we've been together so long. I'm trying to let you go, so you can meet a better man.

If I act cold to you from now on, it's for your sake. So please, don't hold onto me. But every time I see your face, I'm head over heels. I love you so much, what should I do? What if I end up holding onto you again?