It was spring.

Beautiful pink flowers of sakura had bloomed all over the way.

I was walking under the cherry blossoms, going back home from the cafe.

There were some puddles on the road, where the pink flowers got reflected.

I extended my hand out to catch a falling petal. And reminisced what you had once said,

"It's five centimetres per second."

My face distorted to an undecipherable expression at the memory.

I let the petal go, and started moving my feet again.

In the distance,
I watched a young man approaching from the opposite side of road.

We crossed paths at some point,
and continued walking our ways.

I also noticed,
he was holding an oddly familiar pink umbrella.

But the realisation
only hit me,
when we were,

Already on different sides of the road platform.

I heard the signal bell go off.
The black and yellow bars lowered down.

The sound of a speeding vehicle entered my ears.
I found my body rotating at that.

I couldn't shake the feeling...
that if I were to turn around,

You would do the same.

I'm sure you must have
recognised me too.
For I saw you glance back
Before,

The train passed between us rapidly.
Blocking you out of my view.

The sound of the rails were deafening.
But I stayed still at my position.

By the time the train had gone,
You were gone too.

You didn't wait for me.

At that moment,
I looked above at the pink flowers.
And,
felt a huge weight removing off
my heart.

For the first time in long.

Like the cherry blossoms,
My face bloomed
a real genuine smile
full of life and hope.

As I turned towards my own separate path.