Not anymore

She wonders if it'd be too much,
To call sometimes,
Even if for a while,
And if it's her that he misses,
When he's alone,
Shaking wishful thoughts,
Out of her wild, wild hair,
She remembers,
He's the reason she went into that dark place,
When he swore she'd never,
Ever have to be scared again,
And despite the memories of him that linger,
It's not him anymore,
Who makes her laugh,
And whose fingers are intertwined with hers.

~Rei Shiori