[Short Story] I don't know.

I don't know.

Wearing a pure white mask, I suppress the emotions that are surging inside me.

I'm going to meet you like that.

Holding a flower that resembles you.

/

When the scent that still lingers is blown away by the sandy wind, it is my wish that a flower that resembles you will bloom.

Yeah, I feel like I'm going to die if even your body odor gets swept away.

I don't know if I'm really alive or breathing.

I don't know, if you really left.

The sand castle left alone is now tired.

I'm dizzy from the scent of flowers that resemble you.

It's like you just appeared.

If I had taken off the white mask then,

If you told me your true feelings.

Wasn't this the shitty ending?

At least this flower would bloom.

I don't know,

Did you really love me?

It's not false love.

Was it true love?

huh?

/

I really don't know.

This fluttering sand castle was a dreamlike paradise,

Did you really resemble this flower?

so,

I throw away my mask and go see you.

/

If you're listening, could you please call my name?