Wednesday, November 08, 2006

1 Litre of Tears Diary's,

My life is like a flower that hasn't bloomed yet.
From the start of this youth, I want to treasure it and have no regrets.

Okaasan. In my heart, I know I can always trust my mom.
From this point forward, I leave it for you.
I'm sorry for always making you worry.

This disease, why it did choose me?
Fate. It can't be put into words.

I want to make a time machine and go back in time.
If it wasn't for this disease, not only I could I enjoy falling in love but I also wouldn't have to rely on anyone and live by myself.

I really don't want to say things such as "I want to go back to how things were before".
I recognize how I am right now, and I will continue to live on.

Therefore I definitely won't run away.
That's what I'll do. Definitely, always.

Even if it's like that, I still want to stay here.
Because this is the place where I am.
To be able to be seen as an equal by my friends, I'm really thankful.
"We've started to like reading, under Aya's influence", they said.
"Ah! that's great". I didn'just only make trouble for them...
Thinking like this, I've started not mind it that much.

If you look up at the sky after falling down the blue sky is also today stretching limitlessly and smiles at me... I'm alive.
I'm alive.
There are still four days until school ends.
Seems like that because of me, everyone is folding a thousand paper cranes.
The looks they had when they were folding so diligently,
I'm going to keep them deep in my memory.
Even when we've been separated, I will never forget them. But... I'd rather hear them say "Aya-chan, don't go."

Creative by Andika "tWiCe k" Putra