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The cherry blossoms…
They are blooming beautifully as ever before; their little pink leaves carried along with the gentle warm winds…
Memories…
Precious memories that live within each and every person's mind…
They come and go, like a dream that is there for one minute and gone within another…
Yet, memories are not like dreams. They lay in people's minds…because these memories are irreplaceable…
Remembering these beautiful memories is something that truly breaks a person's flow with time. With aspirations and goals in life, it is no wonder people would stop when images of their past begins to filter their minds and stop whatever they are doing to take time to reminiscence. Sometimes, remembering would bring one to happiness, filling their hearts with heartfelt emotions of that precious recollection. While some cringe and try their best to dismiss the memory instantly, bringing feelings that should have been shut away long ago. Even if people cringe, feel happy, or feel sad, people cannot live without those precious memories. Because these memories are each and everyone's past, bringing them to whom each person are in the present day. Without memories, life would be meaningless.
Why? Why do memories come and go like dreams? How do memories trigger a person's mind to remember?
Spring has come as the warm weather started to consume everything on planet earth. Life begins to blossom in full bloom as birds come out and embrace the happy season. Plants that have been sleeping from the harsh winter has awakened, exposing its colorful beauty to the world, filling the once black and white gloomy atmosphere to the colorful atmosphere the mother earth is remarkably known for.
The cherry blossom trees are beautiful in this spring weather, dazzling the eyes of everyone in Japan. Its radiance never seizes to capture people's interests. The cherry blossom trees can mean more ways than one. They could mean the dawning of spring. They could mean the dawning of a new year for one. Each and every symbol is not the same as people have their own minds and personality. And with such individuality combined into one season, it is no wonder the cherry blossoms trees are truly a main symbol for most peoples' lives.
It is truly beautiful; the cherry blossom trees. Just looking at these flowers blooming beautifully makes me remember…
It makes me remember… things that have not entered in my mind for a while…
It makes me recall…
…recall those happy memories…
Remembering happy memories that brings emotions that I have not felt for such a long time…
And so, I stand there, gazing at the pink little flowers that slowly sway pass me unwavering through the gentle spring winds, with my long hair flowing along with it.
For me, seeing these pink flowers and remembering passed memories is not foreign to me. Memories always flow through me every time spring arrives, every year after one memory when all of us departed to reach our dream.
Dreams…all of us have different dreams. Yet, could it be the reason why one day all of us must depart and go our separate ways?
Everyone…has gone…to reach distant dreams…and me…I remain…feeling forlorn…
Why do I feel so forlorn? Why do I feel as if I want to go back to the past?
Then, my eyes caught on a little pink leave close by…
"…the cherry blossoms will keep on blooming…and it will eventually reach me…"
Tears begin to flow down as the little leaf pass by eyes to the distant skies.
I can still hear him…
I can still feel him…
Even from now…I will always remember those times we shared together…all those times we cried...all those times we shared happiness with our friends…
How long has been? How long has been since we departed ways?
As I gaze up into the beautiful cherry trees that continue to flutter down from their branches and flitter the soft ground with their bright pink hues, I let myself close eyes and feel the wind gently gust against my body, letting the gentle pink leaves hit my body. My nose starts to whiff in the aroma that I know so well.
The sounds of the quiet winds; I could almost hear those words…his words…
"Hito-chan…"
Although I have other precious memories that I hold to my heart, I will never forget…
…him…
Author's Note: God, how long have I not been updating? Probably an eternity? Hehe, I truly am sorry. College is such a time consumer, especially I have class from 12 pm until 7:50pm? I work better during the day and apparently I wanted to get the same teacher I had for regular biology for anatomy/physiology part 1. And I must say, studying all those things is very, very complex. You know how it is. How do the histology's structures and function, how musculature system work along with the nervous system and those two systems are complex and very confusing. Anyways, enough with stressful stuff, the good news is I'm still alive. The bad news: well, I'm starting another story, which you guys are probably going to kill me. But believe, I am still working on Together Yoyo. I just need to figure out some things, like I said in my bio, if I remembered what I said (god, I getting more absentminded these days ;;). Anyways, what do you think by far? This like the shortest thing I have written, but I do have the first chapter almost finish. Most likely the first chapter will be up later today or tomorrow, so expect it. Otherwise, please tell what you think and review? Thank you! Ja ne!
Kuti