I remember, looking from a distance.
A cherry blossom tree blossomed in the middle of august.
The pink flowers blew in the wind as I stared into the pink paradise.
The thought of you clouded my mind and my heart would not stop pounding.
Your name is what I engrave in my heart.
When the heart is broken,that person is practically vulnerable, but how about an empty heart?
If yoursmile or your personality were to fade, I would lose my smile and personality.
I could only pray that a miracle like you would look back...
but just being with you makes me happy enough.
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