SakotoTenjo

A gentle breeze blew through the trees. On a bench in a park sat me with a book in my hands. The spring air smelled sweet and love was in the air. Honestly, I had no huge interest in being with someone. Love was beautiful, yet never have I fallen in love with anyone. My heart was locked safe to keep out the pathetic people around me. All I've seemed to meet are the bad people. The only few good people I know are my close friends. That's just the way the world is, oh well. The pages in my book started hitting my hand as a heavier wind blew past. Sighing, I placed my page and shut the book. Looking up and around, I saw petals of cherry blossom