I don't really recall the last time I spoke to him. Maybe it was last Saturday? Or even Sunday? When's the last time I trained with him? Yesterday? The day before that? What about the meals I had with him? Wednesday? Thursday?
I don't know any more.
It's almost impossible to recollect anything about him.
Or even remember him for that matter.
Sitting by the docks as usual, I thought of him, watching the sun set over the horizon, listening to the seagulls' call, letting the cool water seep into my skin as I dangled my legs around, heaving a sigh, one of longing, one of regret.
I miss the sea.
The feeling of the sea.
I miss him.
The feeling of him.
But it isn't so simple for me to go back to either of them.
Because I have forgotten, what it felt like to be his student. Forgotten, what it felt like to be his friend. And forgotten, what it felt like to have him hug me and tell me everything.
Time passes quickly.
People forget.
I forget.
The worst part is that the things I don't want to forget about float away with the passing of time, like that old plastic bottle drifting away over there, discarded.
There should be some way for my head to hang on.
Hopefully I can find it soon.
I don't really recall the last time I loved him. Maybe ten years back? Twelve?
I'm beginning to accept the fact that it's almost impossible to recollect anything about him.
Or even recall him for that matter.
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RandomA collection of thoughts and feelings of different girls. All of the girls are my OC's, more description is provided if requested. さまざまな女の子の考えや感情の集まり。 女の子全員が私の人物です。要求があればもっと詳しい説明があります。
