He was sitting on the grass, the flowerfield behind Matrons house.  It looked so much like the one at Garden, except… everyone knew about this one and… she wasn't here.

It's so beautiful.  The sun up in the blue sky.  Blue… like her eyes.  But her eyes are more beautiful…

That smell!  Peach… He could smell her, but she wasn't there.  He stood up and walked away.  His hands in his pockets, face down, he couldn't deny it any longer: he loved her.

Turn around
And smell what you don't see
Close your eyes
It's so clear


Standing before the mirror in his hotel room, he cursed himself for being so stupid.  He had let her go, and for what?  So she wouldn't get hurt?
~Almasy, you stupid idiot, you have to take risks to get what you want!  And she is what you want.  Look at yourself.  It's written all over your face: you love her.~

Here's the mirror
Behind there is a screen
And with wings
You can't get in


~I thought too much about it.  I shouldn't have.  Everyone knows you can't trust your mind.  You have to trust your heart, to follow your heart…  Don't think, just do…~

Don't think twice
Before you listen to your heart
Follow the trace
Of a random star


Every day that passed after he'd left, he thought of her.  Thought of how bad he needed her, of how he felt for her.  He really was stupid to leave her.

What you need
And everything you feel
Is just a question of the day


Everything was clear to him now.  And he went to the most beautiful place on earth, hoping to find the prettiest girl there, her…

As he entered the secret flowerfield, he noticed the scent of peach.  She had been here a lot.  He could also sense the loneliness that was part of the flowerfield now.  He was there to make it disappear.  Somehow… Love would find a way.

In the eye of storm
You can see a lonely dove
The experience
Of survival
Is the key
To the gravity of love


To listen to your heart is the smartest thing to do.  It is when the mind realizes that the heart knows more.  And the mind works together with the heart.

The path of excess
Leads to the Tower of Wisdom


This is how life is: you find love, let it slip by and find it once again.  Somehow… Love always finds its way, the way to the hearts of lovers.

Try to think about it
That's the chance to live your life
And discover
What it is
It's the gravity of love


She entered the flowerfield and walked right into the middle of it.  The sight was breathtaking.  Never in all those days had it been so… magical.  A warm breeze with the scent of the ocean touched her face, tickled her nose.  The colors of the flowers were so bright.  The light of the sun, alone in the sky, was blinding.  No wait!  You could also see a part of the moon up there.  Together they were looking down on her.  And for the first time in her life, she saw a rainbow, almost like in a painting.  And under that rainbow she could vaguely see another one.

And she did something, she hadn't done for a long time; she smiled.  In her painting she danced, twirled around.  Her eyes never closed, she wouldn't want to miss any part of the magic around her.  Then she heard a voice…
"Quisty…?" came his whisper, and she knew it was his presence that made this painting so magically breathtaking.

Look around just people
Can you hear the voice?
Find the one who'll guide you
To the limits of your choice


He walked to her and held her in his strong arms.
"Seifer…" she whispered, her voice sounded happy.
"I'm not ever letting you go again." He planted a kiss in her hair.

"I'll be here…"
"Why?"
"I'll be waiting… here…"
"For what?"
"I'll be waiting… for you… so…
If you come here…
You'll find me
I promise."

If you're in the eye of storm
Just think of the lonely dove
The experience
Of survival
Is the key
To the gravity of love