June Bride

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“I love you,” I wrote.

 

A pure white feeling from the heart.

 

I’ve heard that a June Bride would be happy.

 

That’s why I pray that we will be overflowing with happiness.

 

Sometimes, I’d dream of that cold and rainy June night.

 

The sound of a car quietly stopping mingles with the lonely raindrops flickering on the window.

 

The scene I should have forgotten, keeps coming back to me, again and again.

 

Don’t cry.

Please, don’t cry.

I beg you, please don’t feel sad.

 

I wanted to tell you but I wake up without being able to.

 

Over and over again.

 

I am the June Bride of Sorrow.

 

I wonder why.

 

When you lose something, your heart feels like it’s ripped apart.

 

It’s painful.

 

Please don’t go.

 

I don’t know how many times I’ve whispered that.

 

But the silhouette of the car just gets smaller as I stare at it amidst the cold rain.

 

For a long, long time.

 

A June Bride is surrounded with colors of happiness, it should be beautiful.

 

I had hoped that when two people are together, there would be joy in every day.

 

Loving you is painful. Painful.

 

On a white paper, with a white pen, for you,

 

“I love you,”

 

I wrote simply.

 

A pure white feeling.

 

Please, in your heart…