Short Stories/Poems

Memories

"Something Dim and Distant fades away to the hazy mist and beyond. These are the memories I should held on. But, before I knew it they were gone. I try to recall them, but they try to disappear as if running away. For example, the memory of a child you once played with. Performing in a class in primary school and cheerfully playing together after school. We ran around collecting those memories. Those glimmering moments we experience fades away in the passing days and eventually disappear as if none of it had really occurred. Just which memories do people need in order to continue to live on? Throughout thousands of days we lived through. And tens and thousands more ahead of us. We Feel We Forget. If I were told I am just an amalgamation that holds a vast collection of faint memories. Then, that would be too unfleeting and uncertain for me to bear which is why in order for me to continue for me to be who I am and so that I can keep being myself. I say this: Will you-"

~Akihito Kanbara, Mirai Kuriyama

~Kyoukai No Kanata: I'll Be Here Mirai-hen