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"i still like you," so wrote the lady i had dated three years ago in her email, "but even if we were to exchange a thousand emails our hearts would probably not move even one centimeter closer." in the last several years, i have forged ahead without any regard, just to tough what i cannot reach. that email was a definite indicator of that fact. without understanding the sources from which this menacing thought surged fourth from, continued working. when i at last noticed, my heart already became hard from the gradual loss of its youthful vitality. and on a certain morning, when i at last came to an earnest realization that i had lost everything that was beautiful, i knew i was at my limits, and quit the company. yesterday, i had a dream. a dream i have had since long ago. in that dream we had yet to turn 13. we were in a vast countryside completely covered with snow, the lights of the houses extended far into the distance, a dazzling sight. we walked the thick carpet of fresh snow, but did not leave any footprints. and like that, "someday, we will be able to watch the cherry blossoms together again," both of us, without any doubts at all, that's what we thought. Flixster - Share MoviesFlixster - Share MoviesFlixster - Share MoviesFlixster - Share Movies