The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the walls of my lungs.
Sometimes when I'm with you, I remember things I lost when I was your age. Like I remember the sound of the rain and the smell of the wind.
Death leaves cans of shaving cream half-used.
What happens when people open their hearts?"... "They get better.
It was as if I were writing letters to hold together the pieces of my crumbling life.
When it's raining like this," said Naoko, "it feels as if we're the only ones in the world. I wish it would just keep raining so the three of us could stay together.