Bye my darling, for I must leave.

My heart shall blossom on the tallest trees.

For now the cherry blossoms might as well rot.

But my dear, my love will not.

I apologize for my terrible deeds,

for being stupid and being a reed.

But for now my beloved, I must pass by.

As I slowly fade away once I float to the sky.

Just a reminder for when you may be discouraged,

through your pain will you flourish.

Even with me gone and unable to help your bad days,

I’ll belong in your heart and help you find a way.

And once faced with the sharpest of blades,

do not worry, even if my empty shadow casts a shade.

Stare down to the place where I’ve been stabbed.

I’m sorry my love, but I must pass.