Still going backwards

    Memories pull me back, I can't escape them, nor do I intend to break free. I'm still trying to find a perfect ending. Yet, my heart remains undisturbed. I've reminded myself not to think about bad things, but that doesn't mean I can truly forget.

    The story continues, the sorrow continues to spread. Why am I still so desolate? I don't need companionship; I have new hopes and beliefs. I don't want to explain, nor do I force anything. I just watch the world grow quieter and quieter. I increasingly don't want to speak. No one can truly unravel this; I know this is something I cannot allow to happen.

    There's something called loneliness that I'm so fascinated by. I'll laugh alone, cry alone, and then wipe it away, telling myself: It's good to have something to do. After hardship comes happiness. The world is sunny, even if it snows tomorrow.

    There's Tenten, there's Naruto, there's One Piece, and I'm still waiting. There are exams, there are bonuses, there are certificates, there are papers—I won't forget them, I can't give them up. On the road ahead, I will have a smooth journey.