Withered Love (Lesbian Story)

Every relationship has its own flaws. Every relationship may seem so perfect but later on, it will just fell apart. Just like ours; it was perfect but as the time goes by, it fell apart.

Looking back on what kind of a relationship we had, I can barely imagine how and why do we need to end up like this. Our love is pure and perfect, but as the time flows like a river, it became just like a withered leaf; dried and crumbled.

I stopped reminiscing the past as I got my feet entered on this sacred place of ours; under the cherry blossom tree. Its leaves are falling as the pieces of my heart gets broken like a fragile glass.