en's

one friday in april. i was holding a cherry tree in full blossom and waited for en. a few weeks ago, when i saw it i found that it's just for en. 'this is my present for you, en.' the tree went to en's hands from my hands. since then, it's en's. every morning, when i pass it i say hello to en's tree. and it reminds me of en's smile. i smile too. en promised me to give a camellia flower of en's garden.