[15] Sakura Dream ❀

you are the dream, the sakura, and the dream within the sakura that becomes a sakura dream‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

Still remember years ago when I saw cherry blossoms in Washington D.C., where everything was so purely white. The flowers seemed too delicate in that situation, strangely pure that I didn’t dare to mess up any bit of them. I guess I still did, yet it holds a very special place in my heart, that nothing could ever replace, maybe, I thought.

From that time…