Those White Flowers

I have thought about meeting you again on a sunny summer day countless times. Those intertwined promises turned into my tears, into motivation to move forward, into... But, what happened around you? You must be watching from the top of the mountain, and I am chasing your footsteps, but time will go slower and slower, I want to be with you. Will you occasionally think of me and those white flowers? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.