Dedicated to the people whom I ve met in my Scene.
Prologue
In my room, there s a window... Through the window,I see the sky... a little cloudy, as if... it s going to rain. The trees...shivering by the wind... Under that tree,a bench,waiting... waiting someone.
In my eyes, there s a memory... Through the memory,I see you... long faced,quiet, as if...you are going to leave The tears, dim my eyes... It s going to rain