the day of spring, under the yoshino cherry tree ;
you came out just for a fine weather , you're besides me ;
you're talking to yourself,
whether you are going to rest for a while or not .
I just get up and went forward,
but did you get it that it was me on that day .
you forgot to say about that you forgot your phone on that day while I check , you have another.
you tell everyone that I was a fool ,out of stupid and unmatchable.
but now did you find someone's who is willing to be with you.
I'm out letting to know that you're still or not but I forgot you have gone so far .where I can't catch you .
i compare my kind one with pansies but you throw me in the dust full of pollution.
I doesn't have a hole to breathe but instead of opening the door, you close it tied.
you talk of wondrous things you see , and I know you're really like them .
you say the sun shines bright , but don't you think our friends were more brighter.
even thou all you judge is for fool but how can you make it right or wrong.
I was going through some writing and remember about you now on the same place.
i step in a new place, new time, new wondering and new thinking.
on the new day of spring , under the shadblow service berry tree .

© best friend of my world