That apple, Why did you come to me?

'I keep calling your name in the darkness. You just look at me as if asking whether you can catch me. I keep crossing fences, not knowing who built them, just to get to you. I beg you to come closer, but you are not near. I can feel you shyly smiling at me from afar.'

I reminisce about you.

The bond between you and me is recreated at this moment. I face the warmth within you. You had been waiting for this moment for a long time. But I was too late, and you were covered in wounds, and you lost me. In the midst of pain, our emotions swirl and we feel as one. The swirl of our emotions created a heat that seemed ready to explode. And I newly realized that 'our love had met.' It is like the meeting of a bee and a flower, like Newton and the falling apple, and like the tight fit of a bolt and nut that passed international standards. I want to know you and learn more about you. And I want to spend more time with you. You and I burned Passionately, as if ready to completely combust and disappear, pouring out our past times together. 

Under the moonlight that illuminated everything about us, we talked until our shyness became familiar to each other.

I told you the story of the fox and the rose from The Little Prince. you joked that you are too old and not pleasant to look at to talk about The Little Prince. Smiling, I said that I still wanted to share the story. "I am being tamed by you." 

When we becoming familiar with each other, you said to me. "I met someone who talks like you. They also said they came from the same place as you." I didn't know what you meant. "What did you mean by saying 'someone like me'?" I didn't want to ask anymore. "You must have only met fools. There's no way someone like me exists. There's no way there's another person who loves someone as foolish as you. just me." 

Our intense memories are spreading throughout the world. Until they become stories that anyone might have experienced.