One summer night, while feeling the breeze coming through the window, I suddenly thought of that person.

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 them for a long time.

But the friend in my memory grew increasingly blurred, like an old photograph.

In that moment, I felt a bit worried.

Am I the only one who has forgotten like this?

Is that person still remembering me?

And above all,

Does becoming someone who cannot remember mean truly forgetting that person?

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I still think of that summer night sometimes.

While recalling a friend whose very name has grown faint.

If I were to run into them 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 their face has blurred in my memory,

The younger version of me who was with them still remains somewhere.

So, I worry sometimes.

As more time passes, will I forget them completely?

But strangely enough,

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