sarutohanabi

One day, you said you liked my smile. One day, I asked, "One day, if I no longer can smile, would you still like me?" One day after, you stopped smiling. One day after, I stopped smiling too. One day, I wish I never asked. One day, I wonder if I started smiling again, would you smile to me like you used to? One day, I realize that it's just a wishful thinking. Because on that one day, I saw you smiling at her... When everyday, changed into once a month. When friends act like stranger. When stares become blank. When conversation is awkward to do. I'd like to say goodbye to you. To my reason for smiling that no longer exist. Than