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Vital Apartment.
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A single petal of cherry blossoms danced in the wind and flew toward me.
That's the image of how I met you, I’m sure.
The shock of April is something I can't forget.
I tried to get closer with my awkward approach, clumsy and new to me.
As time passes, holding hands became natural,
I got used to the flowers, forgetting to water them.
I used my dream-chasing self as a shield,
always leaning on your kind warmth, feeling too comfortable.
A sigh slipped out unnoticed, even though I knew.
But my words flew in the air, unable to reach your heart, wilting and quietly bowing down.
The April wind slips through, reminding me of yesterday.
Your heart, it won’t drift away,
not yet, surely not yet.
Don’t nod like that, it’s my selfishness, isn’t it?
When it comes to values, that's just how it is.
You’re you, and I’m me—shouldn’t that be enough?
With a sudden touch, I realize,
but I don’t know how to warm you.
Lightly, lightly, like that day, you float on the wind,
heading somewhere far away.
I want to touch you more, I want to be close to you,
but just lining up words feels a bit too dishonest.
I know, I know. We have to change, don’t we?
Your hair sways in the wind,
and suddenly, I’m overwhelmed with fear.
I touch you by accident, as if to catch you,
so you won’t fly away to anyone but me.
To make your heart bloom, I’ll pour more words and love,
I swear, watching the flower peacefully sleeping, smiling and breathing deeply.
yuugure
submitted on 17 Бер 2025 - 08:37

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