Whenever I looked at people in the past or became closer to them, I felt a subtle feeling. It was as if, when such things happened, that scene would always come and haunt me.
Since, in kindness, I was reminded of her.
In happiness, I was reminded of her….
In friendship and bonds, I was reminded of her….
Losing someone was not an easy thing; I knew that very well. For all that time, those memories had constantly haunted me.
That was why, to forget that, to forget my weakness, to forget how useless I was at that time, I devoted myself to my training.
No, being devoted was not the right choice of words. I got obsessed with training, and I still am. Since, when my mind is free, I could not help but remember how it was.
I still dream about those times….But, recently, it was a little different. The reason is evident. I finally came to accept that there were people surrounding me.
