spring ↠daniel k.

vii

i already told you, yet you won't listen

you would always grin at me and laugh a bit

i always fell for that grin

today, the cherry blossoms has withered.

but strangely, i only saw one withering. the others was still blossoming beautifully.

your fade pink hair faded, day by day.

just like the withering cherry blossoms.

but even though you were withering as well, you never lose that signature grin of yours.

you never fail to worry me.