i visit this from time to time, basking in whats left of your scent on this page. a tender wave of hope wrap my spine for i knew that, deep down, someday you will return to your former glory.. and that you will return to us. a cool breeze sweeps a stray strand off my face.. thats odd.. a breeze? i whispered. born a hyuuga, i scan the area with my byakugan, looking for the source of this unusual blow. in an instant i gaze upon a window.. a window you, he and i once knew. outside was a tree, the same old tree that embraced us with shade as we drew a long time ago. beside it was a rock... i dont remember that rock. however, it was a nice rock. finally i closed the window as the breeze grew chilly. to my surprise, right before the window closed shut a strip of paper flies in between the cracks and slides under your table. i scuttle over and reached under with my foot for i am lazy. eventually i dropped to my knees and reached in to pull out a photo of you, he and I. we were young and our smiles were contagious, it almost brings tears to my eyes. fortunately along with the photo I caught the stray piece of paper that flew in. i slide the photo behind the slip and my eyes widen.. as my palm behold a 50 dollar bill. i fling the photo across the room and shove the bill in my pocket.
i got what i came for.
srsly i miss u kei come home