I still have the flowers you gave me. The bouquet is still as beautiful as ever. It was a very special day for us. Have you forgotten about it already? I don't want to believe those flowers meant nothing. What do you see when you look at me? Is something obscuring your vision? You haven't spoken to me at all lately. I wonder if you do this because You only care about pretty things. Would you notice if I was suddenly a completely different person? Maybe you wouldn't even notice if I was gone. That's the part of you I don't really like. But I can't completely dislike you Because I'm the same way. The person I've been thinking of is just my perfect vision of you. You're in a different world than me. That must be why we can't reach each other.