[INCLUDES SPOILERS!] ❝Spring will be here soon. Spring, the season I met you, is coming. A Spring without you.. Is coming.❞ The tragedy struck a while ago. The tragedy that was the death of Kaori Miyazono's death. She was tempestuous, and capricious, I couldn't read her, but this girl, she's beautiful, and she was my first love. It haunts me. I remember playing that piece, Chopin's Ballade No. 1 In G Minor, Op. 23, his loneliest piece. I remember hitting the flats and the sharps, I remember all the slurs, I remember when she fulfilled her promise and appeared with her violin, joining. But I also remember when she stopped playing. When she looked at me, knowing she had to go. I remember when she played her last notes, then took her last breath. I remember. I remember the letter. I remember. She loves me. She told a lie, the lie, to get closer to me. I wasted the little time I had with her. But I still enjoyed it. But it was too short. It's been a year. But I haven't moved on. I owe it to myself and to everyone to just forget her. But she asked me to promise to never forget her. So I can't. But remembering isn't enough. I Want Her Back. ~~ Started 10/22/17