Memories of us together;
holding hands at the beach,
walking through moonlit forests,
kissing under the sun set.
Gone.

Feelings that I had;
a warm feeling, which made
me float above the clouds,
happiness, which lit up
anywhere I went.
Love which flourished
and grew like a field of blossom.
Gone.

The things we shared;
our love for nature,
our favourite flower
- cherry blossom, a beautiful
flower which only lasted a few
months and didn’t bear any fruit –
our love of beauty,
and love songs;
Gone too.

My life;
which I shared with you,
gave to you,
as ephemeral as the
cherry blossom.
Gone.