❝Like the waves reaching out for shore
every time he reached out
she could see her not being as
she was before. . . . ❞
In which both Fall and Summer
fell in love with each other
yet couldn't be together
and so i wait every year when the fall season is around i wait for you under the same cherry blossoms tree you promised me this is where there will be the beginning of our new story
but . . . .
w h e n ?
"Can I sit here?"
why does this voice seem so familiar?
"Yes, of course"
"Hello, I am Fall. Nice to meet you, Summer"
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