While digging through the earth to discuss history, a large boulder emerged.

I pulled this large stone out and examined it closely, but its shape felt strangely familiar. Unable to grasp its identity, I simply left it alone.

One night, a sudden shower must have fallen within my heart and washed that stone away—....

When I went back the next day, it was like a strange omen..

That boulder-like thing had vanished without a trace, leaving me with ten thousand thoughts.

Did another stone come and carry it away, or did it leave for some far-off place because it had a change of heart?

A truly desolate thought crosses my mind.

.....I didn't think much of it when the laborers in my heart were on their way to discard the boulder—

But perhaps I grew attached to it because I moved it out of concern that leaving it on the main road would be dangerous.

Of course, rather than letting it get dirty, it is better to hold onto such beautiful emotions.

Truly, it is a love like a sudden shower.

......Guest.

I guess... you really like that guy.

Feeling quite desolate, I suppose I should compose a text like this in my heart and send it to you.

My dearly beloved, I shall not be able to forget you for the rest of my life. Though I know this love will never reach my turn, I shall continue to think of you on my own.

Well, then...

You've been prattling on about him all day long.

Doesn't your throat hurt?

May you be beautiful forever.

...No, it's not jealousy.

I just wonder why you'd go through the trouble of calling someone out just to talk about another guy the whole time.

.....What a pain.

It felt as if a certain stone was staring intently at my face, making me want to just tear this poem to pieces.