Sakura

Inspired by song of Perfect Night - Arashi

under that tree
which they named it sakura
our last story made

we hold each other hand
your hands feels warm
we don't talk much
because everything seems saying all that we need talk about

because we know
that what we need now is just our existance for the last time
the wind whispering on us
"ended" said wind

at one time the small pink flower fall into us beautifully
engage my tears to fall too
as we apart our hand