On a certain summer night, while feeling the breeze coming through the window, I suddenly thought of that child.

It was strange.

We were clearly very close friends.

But I couldn't remember their face well.

What kind of expression they made when they laughed, or what kind of voice they used to call my name. I couldn't even remember what we did on the last day we met.

I tried to recall that child for a long time.

However, the friend in my memories grew faint like an old photograph.

At that moment, I felt a little worried.

Am I the only one who has forgotten like this?

Is that child still remembering me?

And above all,

Does becoming someone who cannot remember mean that I have truly forgotten that person?

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I still think about that summer night sometimes.

Recalling a friend whose very name has become blurred.

If I were to run into that child by chance while walking down the street someday, would I be able to recognize them?

No.

Maybe it would be okay even if I couldn't.

Though that child's face has faded in my memory,

The version of me from those young days spent with them still remains somewhere.

So, I worry sometimes.

As more time passes, will I forget that child completely?

But strangely,

In the very moment I worry about forgetting them completely, it feels as though I am still remembering them.