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I have once closed my eyes and could not remember you. I was never sad nor had the idea of such sadness fade... I remember cherry blossom flowing in the river south,carrying my love and hopes.. I was nowhere smelling fruit flavours in the air,and dreaming. You were always apart of my dreams,apart of every step,every dance,Every smile that builded into a mountain of laughter. My face could not bare it,not even now at my age.I was young, i was always running away from your arms into freedom..until until i return. Return to the sound of bells in the northen winds, return to a little awkward house we bathed in..I slept with comfort..I return to comfort.The winter rain cursed as she poured down. i arrived in the small fishermans villiage. Returning a secret,a gift...with a lost gaze in my eyes,and with no freedom,and with less fortune..The winter rain was not welcoming. The filthy mud that clinged to my soles had no respect for me. but i was home..this i called home..Once?