friend

It was also a time when it played a small role.

Hearing such words, the time at the art museum was more time to be alone than the time to approach.

In that way, I smoked alone at the art museum and went to eat alone, and those times became my familiar time and my work life continued.

I wonder if it was the time when I got on the bus to go home after work and the story was such a big time I saw the laughter of people passing by and looked at the lovers walking together, thinking that if there would come a time when I could laugh like those people in my own time. It made me think about time. Of course, it was also a time where my heart grew bigger, knowing that there would be no such time reached

I have such an ugly face and my job is shabby compared to other people, but I don't think too much about my work time. I just do my best in my work. Maybe it wasn't the times when the times that I didn't do it were those times that made me think that way more deeply

She was obviously tall and she was a model kid.

Why would such a friend ask me to go smoke a cigarette...

It was also a time when such thoughts circulated in my head and I had such questions.

At the art museum, there were times like that, where I met someone and flirted with someone, but I had time to keep my mind at ease and continue my corporate life because it was a time when someone thought of someone like me. Then suddenly he asked me to go smoke. The kid I talked to was a little puzzled and strange, and I remember those times when we went to smoke together like that...

That's how I thought that there were friends even in my time, and there were times when we talked like that for the first time. I was also such a difficult child, but those times when I think that there is a purpose or such a time for such a child to talk to me first are times that make me feel happy and anxious.

Those moments where we smoked and talked together like that were also moments where my sister-in-law overturned my thoughts. It was also a time when my heart came to me with a bigger heart. The time I had to work like that was only one minute. It was just a passing coincidence. It was also a time that touched my heart. The time I worked at , the days that passed like that, the days that passed like that, became the times that flowed casually. It passed like that. It must be a coincidence.

If I open my heart and become close for nothing, as the guys called friends say, in times like these, I get hurt and hurt so much, I have a feeling that the times I have to deal with are ahead of me, and those times when I push myself out with fear this was

I didn't even know how I felt, and while I was working, he kept talking to me like that, telling me to come to my place of work and go smoke a cigarette.

The time we talked and smoked continued, and the time we spent together with the child continued for as long as we had a break in the museum. I felt that way. As the time we spent together became longer, the time we were alone became a moment when we were together. When we went to eat alone and rest alone, now we eat with the child and smoke together. I went to smoke and those times came

As the time spent together like that, there were times when other people talked to me as if there was nothing between the two of them. Those times were starting to feel like they were getting bigger. These were times when I felt a sense of rejection because of me, or when I was having a good time together, but I was worried that I might hear strange stories from people.

So it was also a time when we quietly talked about it while we were together.

There were moments when it was a time to talk to the child carefully about the fear that people might be driving me while I was working like that because I was hanging out with someone like me. He told me a story and gave me a pat on the back as if to be reassured. After hearing that, the memories with this friend are the times we spend together. There were moments like that

During the time we were together, the lonely times became moments that I couldn't feel.

It was so nice to see her smiling a little bit during the time we were together.

If it's just a man, it's a time to be greedy and express a little bit more, but the time I spend with that child makes the cigars I just have a good heart for.

It's just such a casual little time, but I feel like the time goes on and on when I think that every moment we talk to each other is more grateful than the times of greed. There are times that make me think that this is it, and there are times that I have a heart like that, so when we are together like that, it is a time to listen to the story and watch the smiling face of the child.

The time we spent together continued like that, and I came to think of having a meal together for a little bit.

Apparently, when I was with the child, I was the kind of person who overexpressed or talked about fiction, but he was the kind of person who could talk about it as it is. The passing of time was a little difficult and it was a time that made me laugh every day as time passed Those times when I feel the pressure to think about things like that when I am afraid that the relationship will grow apart or it will become awkward again and it will become such a distant time Thinking about the good moments of the present, keeping a good heart, everyday thoughts, day by day, day by day, just like that I spent time together There are times when I feel like I'm going away, and times like that seep into me little by little, and sometimes I have that kind of feeling that I'm a little scared.

I couldn't be courageous because I was such a coward and a weak person, but I wasn't in a relationship or a special relationship.

In those moments, I felt like I was the first person to think of each other in the morning after asking each other's well-being. When something happens, I worry about it first, and the time to become a person who moves my body before my head is a time that makes me a little happy and worried

One day, it was a nice day, so we ate a hamburger as a snack. But there was a park in front of the museum.

It was just a normal time when men and women eat one hamburger with each other, and it was a time that made me think about why we laugh so much when we talk to each other and spend such time in such a time that is strangely ordinary and not bad. There were times when I thought that it was a moment that gave me some courage in the future.

The time I spend with the child is only thinking about the child, and the feelings of those times that become a little empty without it enter my mind. The time we spent together became a time to do our best without being uncomfortable When I talked about it, they told me not to play with that person, etc. At that time, it was such a happy thing to have someone who was there for me. Had a dream like that? Wasn't that the kind of dream we shared at that time? There were moments when I felt like that My time soaking in and getting dyed became those times that were not bad

It's been half a year since I've been with him every day like that.

The time became a little long and a little short That child who approached me like that became such a time that stayed in my heart for a long time...

I didn't want anyone to find out about the time I spent with that child, who became a blue bird and rested comfortably in my heart... .

One day, I remember that the child was having a hard time and looked sick...

There were times when I couldn't eat a single meal all day and it was a time when I could see a lot of trouble with a starving face.

The time that goes on and on like that goes on in my time Each day that goes by like that, even if the story begins again, even if the story begins, that kind of feeling that becomes my changing time Sometimes I have a feeling that I am starting to remember those times that I don't want to let go of like that...

Those feelings that make me a little grateful that I have such precious memories even in my time are becoming those times when I think about my time…

Those moments of my today, those that are connected again, those times that become the ones that are tamed, and the beautiful moments that shine in my memory.

When I think back on that time, the memories I had with that child again had such a small impact on my time, and there were times when I felt like the moments continued. The times of a little possibility connected to my heart and my time were also those times that gave me faith to be connected to my time again.

And so, while we were together with that child, there were times when we talked to each other. There are times that sometimes make me have that kind of heart, but those times when that special being talks about me in my time are those times when my time is becoming today and talking like that, but that child is me I have a feeling that sometimes makes me think that the time and gift of memory given to me is not enough time to make my time shine like that.

Sometimes, with a small word, the time of my time and the child's faith is tomorrow, and in my small time, it becomes a flower that makes my time bloom. It was such a time to become manure for each and every one of them. No matter how hard it is, the time to laugh with someone and be happy and to have someone who believes in you like that was also a time to have such a gentle heart. Even if the child's words come to me in time, even if I say that it is a difficult and painful world, it is the beginning of those times when I become a person who never gives up. That time has come...