Sakura Addiction

The sakura blossoms, it flutters down, on my hand where there’s nothing
Fleeting and gentle, I’m afraid it might break, the flower that is just like you

That child who slips through the gates as usual
Grabs ahold of something each day with shining eyes

For me, I repeat nothingness every day
And with a frozen heart, I close my eyes looking for the moment when the flower would blossom

The sakura blossoms, it flutters down, on my hand where there’s nothing
Fleeting and gentle, I’m afraid it might break, the flower that is just like you

I put away the dirtied spike deep inside my heart
You’re searching for the spring’s escape route, saying that this will do, aren’t you?

The ball I lost and gave up on
It was you who found it for me

The spring comes, blossoms and prides, the ground sways by the wind
Stepped on firmly, burst out crying, looks like it might overflow, the flower that is just like you

I have come to retrieve the lost article that is here, on my hand
Fleeting and gentle, I’m afraid it might break, the flower that is just like you

~ by Malilith Ila on October 31, 2008.

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