⌠ 1 ⌡
Time seems to pass all too fast.
A week, two, three,
all melting together
like dew drops.
It's times like this
that I wish I could stop.
Turn a dial.
Pause the video.
Life moves on.
People move on.
Feelings change.
But I can't.
What'll I do next year?
The year after?
Something I can't answer,
not yet.
That question
hovers over everything I do.
Everyone else has it figured out.
A map.
Here I am,
tracing lines in sand.
Scared of the future.
Thinking only
of
now.
⌠ 2 ⌡
It's so cliché
it hurts.
The cherry blossoms
are still blooming
in full force.
It was supposed to rain today,
but sky is clear,
not even a wisp of cloud.
The seniors gather outside
for the ceremony.
I can spot her pink hair
from anywhere.
"Man, when is this shit ending," Takeshi mutters.
"Shh."
The speakers drone on and on.
Her head keeps bobbing up and down.
Is she falling asleep?
We snicker quietly.
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wingman | Cell Phone Novel
RomanceSakai Keichi has always been the wingman, the shadow helping his best friend chase girls in an empty cycle of double dates and practiced smiles. He lets himself fade into the background. Until he meets a girl who smells of rain, and for the first t...
