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Five years passed.
And a beautiful boy turned five.
"Mommy!! Look! I made you a paper ring!" I looked at my son, showing me a beautiful pink paper ring.
"How creative of you sweetie..You know mommy still can't figure out how to make one." I chuckled and gave him a kiss on his cheek.
It has been five years since he died in my arms, but a part of him will always be with me.
"Haru."
"Come now, mommy will be late for her show, you wanna watch her right?" He immediately dropped his toys and ran towards me.
"Yes! I wanna watch mommy model!"
He always cheers me up, just like him. He also got those pretty eyes of his and that goofy smile.
He looks just like him when he was younger.
I never found myself a man who'd love me like he did. I never tried.
One day when i was about to throw my son's diapers Koko came by my house.
"Oh. What are you doing here Hajime?" I ask.
"I have something to give you, i was going through Sanzu's things and i saw a few letters that was labeled to you." I looked at the black box he was holding.
"I-I just thought you have to see this. I know it's been a year since he died and it's a bit disrespectful to bring it-"
"N-no! It's fine! Haha.. I'm fine Hajime, thank you for your concern. Would you like to come in?" He nodded and took off his shoes before coming inside.
"Go take a seat, i'll go prepare some tea" He sat down at the sofa and stared at the child playing at the corner.
"Like father like son huh. He got his eyelashes and your facial structure, a beautiful boy indeed" He took out a chocolate bar and gave it to the little boy.
"Yeah..Haru is just like his father."
I placed the box on my table and prepared him some tea.
It still hurts, but i don't want him to be disappointed if i'll just frown and do nothing. He wanted me to be happy.
"I saw the interview, you really don't have any plan on marrying anyone?" I bit my lips as i placed the tea on the center table.
