This very precious thing looked like it would break, so I didn’t touch it.
I won’t forget the wish I made to the star.
In the corner of the classroom there has always been a mysterious box,
I’ve never shown anyone and always pretended no to see it.
The first time you walked me home that starry night,
I have yet to eat that fruit {you gave me}. *
I really hit you hard that you noisily cried
your nerves were surely made of silk and steel.
Don’t pressure your feelings, just throw them to the wishing star
And run to the other side of the door, where there is a diamond.
If you get locked up in the thousands of
dream in your Notebook…I’ll come and get you.
I become an adu