Spring

As I walk past all these sceneries, I could remember all the times we had together. Like the first time I saw you, you were playing on top of the children's playground. You looked like angel with the cherry blossoms somehow surrounding you like a magnet.

And when i thought I would never step into that music hall, you somehow convinced me to watch you perform. When I heard you play, I thought "That's not Beethoven's piece anymore, Its hers already. I also thought you were crazy for doing that in a competition, but I guess that's also the first time I fell in love with you... but i knew you liked watari so I just brushed the thought of me liking you as admiration.

As time went by, I realised that the feeling of admiration soon grew into love, I was under the illusion of you liking watari but I didn't give up there. I kind of actually regretted not realising you liking me after all the crazy things we did, but the you wouldn't like me regretting that would you. I remembered that you said you would haunt me if I did that.

And when I heard that you were sick and dying, I was devastated. I thought that whenever people come too close to me they would... disappear just like that. But even if you were the one lying in that hospital bed and obviously more sick than I am, you still managed to help me.

When I performed at the concurs while you were in the surgery room, we were both fighting for something. We were fighting to live. I gave everything I had in that performance, I wanted that to reach you and for you to see the change you have given my life. And it did reach, I fulfilled the promise that we made... to play with each other again. You with the violin and me on the piano, it was like a dream come true. But then I realised that was your parting gift... you were leaving.

After that, I saw your letter and everything made sense. You were doing all of those crazy things because you were dying. You at least wanted to make your remaining moments memorable, to have something to remember. And I saw the last part of your letter... your lie. You said that you liked watari but you actually liked me. I was so shocked when I read that. Maybe you said that because our bonds were so tight that there was no space for you to fit.

Here I am staring at the sky and waiting for a new spring to come by. But in my heart the most memorable will be... when i met you