Haru no uta...

I finally figured out why it seemed to familiar to me... He used to sing it to me... We would go out on a sunny day... We'd sit down in the shade after running around and such... and he'd hold me close... And sing Haru no Uta to me... I'd start singing along... and not too long after I'd fall asleep... I miss those days... We were so happy... I miss him. I wish it didn't have to be him... I want to... I want to be with him. But... I don't think it's possible. My heart is... it feels like it's being torn out... And... I'm trying so hard to hold back tears... but some are falling anyway... I miss him so much... Everyday... But... We... We promised... We promised each other that if something were to happen to one of us, neither of us would do anything drastic. And I can't break that promise. But it was painful. It still is. Having to wait. For night to come, so I can cry myself to sleep like I did when I was 13... Every night, I'd cry myself to sleep. One night I couldn't hold it back anymore and just broke down in my room. I was so greatful that both my parents were working that night, and both my brother and sister had already moved out by then... But it still hurts. And now... I kind of wish I didn't remember that he used to sing that to me... but... I'm kind of glad I did remember, since all I have left of him now is the memories...