Black Tear II

The flowers cry for joy August blue is when crying for a love that is not reciprocated but still I do not remember? Having seen those golden years but turned into stardust torn under the scarce blonde of ancient and old?, - in a sky as open as the flowers when The spring season arrives but it was that time that I saw a blue sky in August; When did I confess those feelings full of pain and torment knowing that it was not true? I reciprocated, with the doubt hooked in my soul I did it with the courage to dismantle myself that love is everything in this life! .- My name is Kaori and I am 21 years old I go to the Institute of Graphic Design here in Tokyo, every morning before I go I open a window to see the blue sky so beautiful and then open my drawer and write a piece of sentiment towards a boy who is popular in the Institute like this As a musician-composer, every day it rains cherry trees of love but I have never seen these before !: "Dear me, even though the night opens me by day at night I feel the coldness when I sing the symphonic melodies to sleep next to him and feel his sorrows together with mine and with that to be able to cover him with the sheets already finished with tiny notes in tone D major, thinking about what tomorrow would be like even knowing that it may be the last day for the world, I want to tell you Takahiro Ryota that even if those feelings do not correspond I will have you in mind from now on to keep the soul alive " February 12, 2020 After I finished I took a shower I had breakfast I walked down to the train station in search of some empty car in which I can carry those feelings in an empty seat and be able to stay calm for the beginning of the storm in being humiliated and insulted for being a foreign person!: