What kind of adults will we be at 30? We always fought when we were together. Only when you left I did realize how much I cherished those times with you. Those conversations, those smiles… I still remember them. But I don’t know if I will have the chance to see the 30 years old you. What will you be like at 30? What will our future be? Our future keeps coming. I suddenly remember what you’ve told me before: “Birth, old age, sickness and death. No one can escape it”. But I think that even if we never meet again in this lifetime, I will never forget the summer we went through together. I will take these memories and meet our future.