Miracle

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Chapter 3: The Mourning Violin

In the eye of a hurricane of falling petals, there was silence, a tuning out of sound….For just a moment, a pink sky fluttered my thoughts, and fiddled my strings...I was quiet when my mother and father gave me a dream to fly, I truly soared, I couldn't seem to fall from such a transcendent lift into the familiar sky...I played my way out through all the miseries and pain...It was the music that revealed each string over my heart.

It was even on that day I lied, in my lie in April...That the sky was dark, for just a moment stood a darkened sky...When I died, I bear no guilt until I saw...Those tears in Kousei eyes from afar...I couldn't say, I couldn't say the real truth then, how could I ever tell him now?

My voice could only echoed into the lonely winds of petals that fluttered him. Did ever knew those winds swirling around him was my longing for him? I was those blossoms...I heard his tune, I heard his voice. When he lightly touches each key it was so bitter yet beautiful…But I still, ever since I was gone...Kousei couldn't hear my voice or see me.

I watched him walked into his room. I faded into his room through his window, and sat near the end of his bed. I looked at him happily, but I also looked at him with guilt...As my heart fluttered at the sight of him...My heart was soon to bear weight as it grew heavy.

"We are so far away Kousei..." I muttered, because that's how we were for so long, even now it feels like this...So distant and remote Kousei and I was...Even just being this close, was still felt liked we were far. I couldn't be with him liked a ghost...I know this isn't the Kaori he wants. I let him down, I let everything collapse.

I couldn't let go of that until he hugged me that day when I had a chance for him too see me for just one day...All of that guilt had left long ago, but some of it is still there buried my heart as it fades like a decaying cold…I could only remember the last night I had with Kousei when I saw him again just that one…

I picked up my violin, and held in the same position I held it in whenever I was ready too play a melody of a song. By a single touch, the instrument became a light faded pink. And my horse-hair string was in my other hand...I looked at Kousei sweetly as he was sound asleep...His song he sung for me not only clarified his undying love, but how far he felt from me…

I hope that when I sing to him, he'd be at rest just like he is now...Except I couldn't be physically their. I want to be their with him here, right now…Kousei, I'm still here for you…

Before I could ever sing of the words of my heart, my violin mourned and played a soft tune of sadness and love, along with love on the highest strings...I thought of no one but Kousei, he was the only one I thought of, my violin was like my heart...Revealing all of this as I played. Because of seeing Kousei play away on his piano, running his fingers through each key from earlier, it had inspired me to play away upon my violin… I wanted to accompany him with his beautiful notes on his piano.

I miss him so much. When I met him in the park, I could see that he was still suffering because of me,and I felt horrible because of it.

"Even if my heart is crying, I can't go..." Being in here, I am just liked the ghost that I am...Unable to leave but to haunt Kousei, " I can't show my restless movements, I can't..." I leaned into the rhythm oh a medium string… "Like the fragrance of a calm flower, like the songs of singing birds..." My eyes become hazy and my face heated with roses, "Is this all dream that I am suffering, of losing you…?"

Cherry blossoms rushed in and created a gentle hurricane of light pink, but I focused on something that stood like a pearl in the celestial skies at night, "The moon above is sadly crying, The moon above barely smiles..." I turned too Kousei who wore not his eyes, even with his glasses he couldn't see me, or my heart, "Just like your two unseeing eyes, Just like the dream we have growing old..." as my violin plays hard notes, a gush of wind brought in more blossoms gently, "The wind around is blowing, the wind above is aging too..."

Thinking about how long it had been since I've been really alive by Kousei's side. More blossoms fluttered still, "Even the flowers that grew so beautiful, are eventually fading too..." My violin softens, "Just the like the love we had, we'll still hold onto..." My heart beated softly as I took into thought of my memories, all of it left me guilt-ridden…

"Kousei..." I kept thinking how hurt was he...?