My Name: Black Cherry Blossom Age: 17 Favourite Colour: green Likes: my friends, shopping, to write fanfics, Cherry's, Strawberry cake Dislikes: Sluts, Fanboy's/Fangirl's, the colour red... Sakura. When the cherry blossoms blossom, they remind me of your passing. It was the year when a cloud almost obscured the sun. It was the year when my heart was filled with sadness. It was so heavy to carry the secret unseen burden of it often caused me to stumble. I did not weep, sometimes nor cease to sleep, sometimes. Though at times the loss of you made me feel that I might drown on the air of a day in a world without you as part of it. Explanation ... Sakura is the name for cherry blossom, the time of year when life is supposed to be one's focus. I drifted through the time of the cherry blossom, the winter chill still grasp my heart. It took a long time to thaw, the ice to fall as tears. Bravery is respected but at times it is the most self destructive emotion. It is only when one unlocks the grief that you can begin to heal. Oddly it is like a wound upon the trunk of a tree. The scar tissue forms eventually. But it is a process that one must allow to happen naturally. I still miss his smile - I will never stop thinking of my father , it just hurts less to do so as time passes. |