Life is a cycle from living to dying; Leaves that sprung to have a purpose and to dry once they fulfill those.
He is Nozomu, a patient that has a significant purpose to live despite his struggle.
She is Hikari, a recovering victim of an accident who...
I OPENED the box his mother gave me just after she motioned us to join Nozomu's wake.
I was stunned to see a leaf-shaped necklace with an emerald stone in the center.
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Then there is a card placed on its side with another paper attached next to the necklace. I grip the box as I get the card and look at whatever it has.
There was a time back then that made people believe and consider green as the color of death (maybe because arsenic is a trend at their time). Though, I still believe green is the best color out there. It is not plain black and white. Not that bright nor dark either. It is not the strongest eye-catcher among colors but it always stands out in its own way. Green is lively- just like leaves. Am I being poetic? Don't mind it, I just love expressing things.
Well, I'm proud that you can now read freely. Yes, my eyes did a good job.
Sorry for so many words, I just want to give this gift to you.
It was only his handwriting but it made me cry once again. That idiot always makes fun of me. I tried to dry my tears but it keeps coming out that I end up not caring anymore.
My mother tried to console me but I just can't stop. I keep glancing in front where his coffin stands. I never know that this day will happen as if I was once again deprived to be happy together with a friend.
Why does everybody dies when they come near me? Why does everyone I am friends with turn out to be dead when I woke up?! What have I've done to deserve this total messed up thing?!
I tried to inhale deeply to relax my nerves and to stop myself from crying. I tried my best but as I moved my eyes in his direction, I ended up miserably. I keep trying but I think it is not enough for my body to comply.
A paper falls out when I placed the box beside me. It was the same paper I saw earlier together with the card.
I hitched to console my breathing, to ready myself with what he will let me see or read. My hands tremble as I picked up the paper piece.
I bit my bottom lip when I grasp it with my hand. I hope this is not some kind of lame thing but it was Nozomu's so I bet it is.
A bitter smile escaped my lips as I remember all his silliness.
Hey, My Light!
I don't have any idea what I am doing and why I'm doing this. The only thing I know is that- I need to start something. I need to because I don't even know if I could do this when I'm already inside my cool coffin.
