Footprints of Cherry Blossoms

We never got to see the cherry blossoms together.

We never should have crossed paths at all -
yet somehow, we were drawn to each other and fell in love.

I don't know if we would've met in any other era.
But the force that pulled us together - the good and the bad -
I believe that force was love.

It's the same road I used to take to your place,
but now I walk it tracing the footprints of cherry blossoms,
remembering you.

What changed was our longing, our hearts.
That's what creates our world -
I realize that most in moments like this.

The scenery we're missing together
stays with us, shaped like cherry blossoms.

Do you think something will eventually fit into that empty space?
I hope it's the cherry blossoms we'll see together someday, years from now.

Along with the promises we couldn't keep -
the space you created can only be filled by you.

It's our place. A promise that will stay, forever.

These footprints of cherry blossoms,
stained with our tears.