Thundercatt99

On this day's dawning Was the flight first found wanting Black Butterfly starts Upon another Turning of the mother earth The trail continues

Having bared my eyes from the massive palms, I could not get used to the abrupt bright radiance of the sun for a long time. That's when I saw her, the girl from my milky and painful memories. She was perfectly positioned by a huge cherry blossom, looking at the sky, with her right leg tucked up to her chest, and leaving her left leg straight to caress in the tender grass of the charming garden. Her gentle hands touched her face, checking her temperature, as if she was about to melt from such a busy day. Her rosy, pleasant face shimmered in the sunlight. Her pink hair almost blended with the color of the fruit of the tree she loved so much; such sakura seemed to exude human life. The lady of my dreams seemed to be thinking about the meaning of her fleeting life, because from my arrival I noticed how sad she was. A single tear rolled down her rosy cheek, as if a crumbling cherry blossom is sadly carried away from its native shrub. — Wooyen! — I caught myself. The girl turned around uneasily. When she saw me, she removed the incoming drops of tears with sharp strokes, but did not say a word. The drop landed loudly on the ground. I approached her. She could have been seen much better up close, but I just hesitated. She's really like sakura. Her kind of magic and picturesqueness of the inner world, written in her sparkling sunken eyes, fascinates. Her complexion only turned red from my approach. I gently took her by the shoulder. — Yen, please... let's get out of here. — I howled, - a little more and this place will be subjected to eternal conflagration. Come on, Wooyen. We'll look at this beauty later, just take my hand tighter. I only heard the silence beating on my ears. — dear Woo, please... understand me, — Large tears came to my eyes, — I can't lose you, do you understand? We are destined to walk this burdensome path together. I do not know what came over me, and how I found you here... there is already an alarm on the streets, we should leave the city, or else... The girl's blush was replaced by cold shades. Looking at me with her glassy eyes, she suddenly turned pale. — It doesn't matter now... what's going on. The main thing is that we are here together with you again, — Wooyen said coldly, — Tell me how things have been going there over the past year... at you... from your old acquaintances... It's amazing that such a sunny and lively girl in front of me turned out to be a granite monument, from whose icy touches goosebumps pass through my body. — You see, Woo.. me... I gave up this damn idea – to enjoy life, rushing from one dark corner to another... — I took a long breath, but continued, — I left the company of those acquaintances whom you disliked so much... about a year ago... before you disappeared... I've been looking for you everywhere. I abandoned everything and everyone... I tried... oh... I just can't get any more comfort from other people. I'm only looking for your image in them. In fact, Wooyen was not stupid and frivolous. She knew everything from just one look. Right now she stretched out her hand, smiled sweetly and, as if preparing to sing, began to pronounce: " Only I can dilute the gloomy colors. Forever, your imaginary friend. " From that moment on, the sun began to dazzle my eyes more thoroughly. I tried hard to resist this sun. — Yen... With every millisecond, I began to see her worse and worse. And with each of my heavy sighs, she dissolved into the fall of cherry blossoms. Leaf fall - like a natural disaster, attacked a random girl. My beautiful lady was imprinted in my eyes, extending her magnificent palm to me. I'm ready to grab, but my light reflexes have failed me. Did I miss her?. When the sun subsided, I stretched out my hand. but only a burning flame greeted my palm. Apparently, this place decides to defiantly die. That's when I screamed hopelessly. Carbon monoxide could have suffocated, but I didn't think about it. I didn't run away to a safe place. I didn't scream for help. All the trees that accurately remembered all our adventures in this clearing are dying of fervor and, rather, from despair. "The moments of happiness spent with you cannot be forgotten in any way" – An inner voice spoke this haiku to me more and more often, until I was burned in my shameless consciousness and in this damn, vile world where you are no longer there.