We stood under the cherry blossom tree with our bodies tightly pressed against each other. She was shivering like a scared small child as tears crawled on her soft cheeks. I held onto her tightly as if she will break apart in a moment like a figurine of glass. We were so close and yet she was so far. Bonds are really strange things aren't they? Just like chains that make you a prisoner of your heart, crushing your feelings and hopes for the sake of someone else. A small bird jumped on the grass as time went by like a silent river.
