——"Five Centimeters Per Second"
How long can you like someone? How long can you expect to meet? Even with a new life and new people around me, I still unconsciously stop at the corner of the street, on the stairs of a subway station, or outside the glass window of a store, expecting that a passing figure will meet the one in my memory. That image overlaps. Each time it just re-proves how big the world is.
Often forget the trivial things in life, forget to take the key, forget to bring the notebook, forget the meeting time, forget to wait for him after get off work. But he never forgot the moments of the past. The library where we stayed together, the blackboard with the names of two people written on it, the cherry blossom tree that walked side by side, and the one who once said that the speed of cherry blossoms falling is five centimeters per second. Use all your energy to remember these things, use all your energy to look forward to the reunion, and the rest is just to miss.
Inexplicably send some text messages without recipients, saying things that I have never said to anyone. There are hundreds of calls stored in the phone, and no single number can receive these text messages. This is how I live a life surrounded by many people, and this is how I live a single life. Everything is very stable, I go to get off work and go to work every day, go to the street with him, and occasionally go home to visit my parents. Pushed by the clock of time, he kept walking forward step by step. I still like you. Not only have such words not passed away by time, but they seem to have been poured into the conch shell, and then resounded through the entire sea - I still like you!
I thought that we would be together forever, that we would hold each other's hands through the snowy winter. The spell that the prince and princess lived happily together at last also failed. But at least the prince and the princess are living a happy life, and that's enough.
The speed of 5 centimeters per second is the speed at which the cherry blossoms fall.
5 centimeters per second, the speed at which you turn around.
5 centimeters per second, the speed of loneliness.
5 centimeters per second, the speed at which we pass by.
At 5 centimeters per second, we lose each other's speed.
5 centimeters per second, I forget your speed...
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