tokyo ; knj ✓

𝒔𝒊𝒙.

today was my last day in tokyo.

i decided to visit your grave before i left. i needed to see you one last time before i leave the country for good. dead leaves crackled underneath the weight of my shoes, my hands wrapped around the stems of flowers.

my eyes soon land on your grave, your precious name engraved in the stone. i placed the flowers atop of the soil, as i wiped my tears on the sleeves of my coat.

"i'm leaving today. back to seoul." i spoke. the wind whistled, as it caressed my skin. it was calming for me while i was here.

"i wish i could take back everything i said to you that day my love. i wish i could. i love you so much and i will never love someone as much as i love you." i placed a hand on the cold stone of the grave, praying for her.

today was my last day in the city of tokyo. i lost who i was in this beautiful city. i will forever be a different man as the days drag on. i found love, life and most importantly. i found myself.

all i could do now was whistle with the wind, as i bid a farewell to my love and to my home. goodbye, tokyo.