本題はいつも後回しで手遅れに

All is not gold that glitters.
Red of camellias and yellow of rape blossoms were glittering with the air.

Suddenly you held out.
Actually, it made me surprised.
I thought you hated me because you hardly talked with me.

I wished I had touched your shoulder, hands, lip...you more. I wanted to become more and more involved in you.

There was little, infact hardly any time left.
Well, I'm kind of interested in.
Is it just my imagination?

Anyway,

Congratulations on your graduation!