Sakura No Kokoro
春野サクラ
The Thoughts of a Lost Girl
My name…is the name of a flower.
I've always been told that I was late bloomer… that my beauty outshined the sun.
But it's too late now… why couldn't I have been pretty before?
I am no longer the "yaezakura," but now… I am the "shidarezakura."
I am not the flowers of the yaezakura that are pure white, tinged with the palest pink…
But now… I weep like the shidarezakura. My branches fall like those of a weeping willow, bearing cascades of pink flowers.
Shannaro! My inner self yells now, even more than before.
My past… I remember that one person whom I loved.
He left me with only a word of gratitude rather than words of parting.
"Arigato, Sakura."
He has gone to the evil… I do not believe he is a traitor… Just one who is searching for more power.
I gave him my heart…
And now I want it back.