Blossom ✿

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君と僕 重ね合い
新しい色が増えてゆく
鮮やかに世界が見え始める
僕の前が輝く 君と道を歩める ayy

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It happened. It finally did. Your plant blossomed, and I couldn't be happier.

After sixteen years of patience and care, your dear one now stood tall at exactly two meters. The yellow flowers atop its stem bloomed, casting a radiant glow that illuminated the entire garden. It was a sight to behold, the culmination of years of nurturing and dedication.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness and anticipation, knowing how much this moment meant to you. I eagerly awaited your return, envisioning the joy on your face as you beheld the beauty of your beloved plant in full bloom. I could already picture you jumping with excitement, embracing it tenderly, and meticulously sketching its final outcome in your green diary.

As I clicked the best possible photos using your phone, I couldn't shake off a lingering sense of melodrama. While my mother waited for the maid to finish cleaning your house inside, I found myself drawn to the garden, captivated by the sight of your blooming plant. With each snapshot, I felt a mixture of excitement and apprehension, wondering if you would ever return to witness this moment.

The past three months had been fraught with uncertainty, as we struggled to make contact with your family. The fear gnawed at me, feeding on the endless possibilities that raced through my mind. Every scenario seemed more daunting than the last, threatening to consume me with its uncertainty.

Yet, in that poignant moment, I chose to let go of all the uncertainties and simply immerse myself in the beauty of the scene unfolding before me. I allowed myself to imagine the joy on your face when you would finally lay eyes on your beloved Agave Americana in full bloom.

It may not have been the most conventionally beautiful sight, but to me, it was a symbol of perseverance and hope. The name itself carried a weight of emotions, reminding me of the bond we shared and the memories we had created together.

Deep down, I longed for you to be there beside me, sharing in this moment of triumph. But reality had other plans, and the absence of your presence weighed heavily on my heart. I missed you more than words could express, and the time without you by my side felt like an insurmountable challenge.

And yet, somehow, the universe has its own way of springing surprises upon us.

It was the beginning of a new school year, and I found myself settling into the classroom for 12th grade. As students trickled in and took their seats, the usual buzz of chatter filled the room. Amidst the commotion, a familiar voice caught my attention. Glancing up, I spotted you at the doorway, politely seeking permission from the teacher to enter.

My breath caught in my throat, and for a moment, it felt like time stood still. My heart seemed to skip a beat as I laid eyes on you after what felt like an eternity. Words escaped me, and my mind struggled to process the sight before me.

The teacher's reaction seemed more like one of expectation rather than surprise, as if she had anticipated your return. Our mutual friends erupted from their seats with excitement, rushing towards you and enveloping you in a tight hug.

While you were surrounded by a crowd of friends and acquaintances, I found myself unable to break through and approach you. My body felt frozen, as if rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch. My gaze remained fixed somewhere in the distance, avoiding direct eye contact with you. While you freely socialized with others, I struggled to even steal a glance in your direction amidst the bustling chaos.