Sakura, hello

You’re so popular at this time of year

But I wonder what you think of us.

We write about you, we talk about you, we dedicate poems to you

But we talk only about your outer appearance

Once a year.

What of the moments when you grow in silence?

What of the times that you look like everyone else?

Is it a limitation of you or of ourselves that we only want you to be different

To be delicate, cute, and a display?

Sakura, I love you

I wish to let you know

That even if you aren’t blooming

That I love you.

That you don’t have to be beautiful for me to remember you

And for you to be worthy of my love

Existing, that’s enough.

Photo by Redd Angelo