The taste of your tongue and your lips.
The scent of your breath and your hair.
The feel of your skin and the sheets.
All of these things, forever etched in my memory, are gone. What happened to that summer? Where did your heart go? Where did you go?
Why? Why, Sakura? Why did you leave me? I still want you, need you. I need to see you, feel you by my side.
I miss you. Your side of the bed is cold and empty. Just like my life without you.
Did you go with Sasuke? Naruto? Who took you away from me? Or did you just not want me anymore? I know I miss you, how you'd whisper in my ear that you loved me.
Your voice, everything about you. I need it, like a drug. But you've left me for some other man, one who is your age, maybe? One who doesn't hide his face from the world beneath a mask? Even though I know you don't care, I want you to hear this. I care. I want you. So, remember me. Remember those hours, those days, those nights. And, when you do, maybe you'll remember the man who gave that to you. Maybe you will remember me. The first man to tell you that he loved you. Maybe you will remember Kakashi.