Whenever I listen to mellow music, I’ll automatically close my eyes and embrace every words that been let go and said while I reminisce and wander in the past and all I can see is the petals falling from the cherry blossom tree and you.. Looking up while your eyes are close and enjoying the wind that goes across your face and the petals that falls on your face that cause you to smile. You look very peaceful. I heave a deep sigh as I picture your features.. your glimmering hazel brown eyes, your unruly hair, your sweet smile that shows off your dimple in your right cheek, your baritone voice, your jerk laugh, your touch, your lips.. your soft lips. I brush away my tears that is unconsciously escaping from my eye, I cannot suppress this tears from falling every time I remember..him. “No Aiko, no” I whisper to myself. But this I can’t help it, my tears are traitor. So I let it fall once again.. and remember his face, his joyful eyes that became sorrowful, his baritone voice that became broken because he was crying hard while pleading, his face.. his peaceful face, that turned into a face that is full of emotions.. that he was very hurt. But I didn’t do anything. Nothing. I cry louder as I recall that all I did was watch him, give him a cold stare.. and reject him. I couldn’t do anything about it that time. I was confuse, young and.. sick. Every thing is complicated, I’m not sure of anything in that time, even myself.
When the moment I first saw him.. I know truly to myself that I like him, but I was too afraid that time so I always set it aside and ignore that feeling..
But when I saw him again.. last week. In the café.. wearing a three piece suit that suits him a lot.
The boy I once knew and adore is gone, cause he’s already a man now, a real fine man. It’s been ten long years since I last saw him but that doesn’t change the fact..
..that I still adore, cherish and love him.
