The festival at the end of August flooded with peoplewearing yukata and geta,*making sounds of click-clack ring.As the fireworks suddenly went off, we looked up,and I stole a glance at your enraptured face. I wish I could hate you.But during days like today, I will surelyonce again remember these memories. I wish I never knew these feelings.Yet even though we cannot meet again,I want to see you. I want to see you.Even now, I think of the summer days when you were here. As we sat and rested on the roadside,we could hear the sound of the ohayashi* far away,the fluttering echo.Giant brocade crowns bloom in the night sky.As summer ends soon,I suddenly feel sad. My upside down heart jumped upas we both laughed “ahaha.”“I love you.”And we kissed. I want to forget everything about you.As it is, I’m’...