The last letter.

Do you remember when I told my love to you?
I remember it.
I was really a honest man at that time.
However I have always told lies to you.
I can’t explain why I told lies and I don’t want to.

I have a distance very much. I can’t return.
I don’t care that you forget me. Because it’s my fault.
But if you some care about me，
please remember whether one had loved you.
Well， er， it can’t be helped now...

I hope your hapiness with my heart.
Good-bye now.