Cherry Blossoms

do you still remember me?
how far we can go??


Last night, I dream of something from the distant past.
Back when he and I were both still children.
Through the act of living itself, sadness piles up here and there.
Whether in the sheets hung to dry in the sun..
the single toothbrush in your bathroom..
or the history logs of your cell phone.
Even now, I still love you...
That's what the boy i'd been with for three years
said in the e-mail.
But I'm sure that even if we had written 1000 text messages back and forth
our hearth probably wouldn't have moved even 1 centimeter closer.
Over these past few years, i've only wanted to move forward and touch that which I could'n reach..
though I've never been able to tangibly define wht it was.
Not knowing where those obsessive thoughts came from, I simply continued to work.
Then one day I realized that my heart was withering, and in it there was nothing but pain.
And than, one morning...
when I realized that I had completely lost my earnest and acute feeling from long ago...
I knew I was at my limit..
and quit my job.


Yesterday, I had a dream.
a dream of long ago.
within the dream, the two of us were still thirteen..
standing upon the vast field blanketed in snow as far as the eye could see..
In the distance, the lights shimmering in houses were set sparsely, far and wide.
All that was left upon the newly fallen snow were our footprints.
Just like that...
we wished, without hesitation, that one day...
the two of us would be able to see cherry blossoms together again.