When I think of you I want to cry, Instead I smile, I even lie. I often think of you when I am alone, Considering your choices that I condone, Yet I do not blame you for how you feel. My acceptance for your dark path, my own inner ordeal. In the times I doubt my strength, when I trip and I fall, I remember the smile you never gave me and I give it my all. No matter what happens, you should always know, I am here for you, waiting, a flower in the cold winter snow. Sakura... Arigatou.