'Cause I'm not gonna see anything. It's just gonna be another dream of white space.There's nothing decent I have to remember him by.I don't wanna open my eyes.That's why I hate being sentimental! I'll rot my brain away!At this rate, I'll completely forget about him.Ah, damn. It's this dream again.Not that I wanna see a meadow of flowers either.Suzie Q and Holly said they saw a dream about him through these things.A dream is just my mind reorganizing itself. Anything within them is a reproduction of a preexisting thought.Ready...That's why...Alright! It's just a dream!DAAAARGH! DAMN IT TO HELL!It's a warm color.Same color as his hair.You saying flowers don't suit me?But...I'm not that sentimental about it.It's okay, Papa.He's thinking real hard on it right now.Damn it, that's why I called you a womanizer.There's a limit to how much people can remember.It's like this whenever we bring flowers to his grave. They say you're supposed to remember things without realizing it.I wanna say, "I wanna forget", right now.Because when it comes to that stupid womanizer......Okay.When you aren't giving presents to women, they're plain looking crap like this.That's not a bad thing.It's not just because I don't wanna see that empty space again.People who couldn't meet within walking distance can see one another in no time at all.It'll be the same as always. I'll open my eyes, see nothing there, and that'll be the end of it!Okay!It must be because he's taking his time with his present.Didn't want to see flowers everywhere, but why do I got a wheat field?The faraway meadow is the same color as his eyes.The sky above is the same color as the day we met.Right, Caesar.Why don't I have a single photo of him?The landscape is being revolutionized each passing day.It's because you're so important to him.Ah.I just know you'll see something beautiful too.Have faith that you will.Hey.I can remember so many things about you again.For some reason...I've been mulling on that for so many years.Within my head, the old space of memory I had reserved for him gets smaller and smaller.
