She gasped
that spark…
she'd only felt that
with…
who was it?
No.
she couldn't have forgotten
his name
she had promised.
promised she wouldn't forget.
and she hadn't
she remembered him.
his gentle onyx eyes,
his kind smile,
his lips as sweet
as sakura blossoms.
yes, that man, that spark,
was definitely,
him.
should she go?
or should she…
stay?
stay. even if,
it was only to
find out
his name
Later,
after she'd gotten
a new ring,
she realized that
even though he was still
Takaki, her Takaki,
something about him,
was different.
he wasn't as sweet
as sakura blossoms...
he was sweeter.
