Memories

"The summer rain that falls
Blends with my tears
From the Images that resemble Memories... -- SAKURAドロップス, Utada [[my translation]]

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The wind blows carelessly through the trees outside, and their branches scratch hopelessly against my window like the crying desires of a heart unanswered.

Years have passed since the time I was a child, and I stood knowingly in the light-filled doorway that separated the man-made darkness from the outside world. Too much time has passed since I first looked out upon a landscape flowing in the same wind that calls to me now; its ruffling waves of ecstasy still sing to an unheard melody.

Where have I gone in the days that have not ceased to turn the planet through the immense darkness of space? What has my soul been searching for in the vacuum of darkness beyond the world's edge? Who has my soul belonged to, and who has it pined for?

In these dying hours, I still reminisce about a life I had once forgotten. A life I had once loved more than any other. I cry in the shadows of my room, where my bed is not my own, and I secretly pray for a return to that land of light; even if I returned to the shadows of the knowledge of Men, I would still be a far happier creature.

Would my heart not beat more strongly than it does now?

Would my mind not think more clearly than it does now?

Would my soul not shine more brightly than it seems it does now?