sometimes, i see the both of us in that empty field, trying to catch fireflies in the dark. it might just be a fleeting thought or a distant memory, i can't really tell because i had honestly forgotten my days with him. everything became too fuzzy till i couldn't comprehend a thing. on days where emptiness creeps within me, i find myself standing under the huge cherry blossom, waiting for his return. i miss him so much, something deep inside hurts. is this what people call a broken heart?