the grassy field rustles slightly with the direction of the wind when you close your eyes.
it's almost like those scenes from anime. you know, the peaceful ones. the ones that remind you why you admire such landscapes. the ones that give you soft, comforting feelings inside. the ones that make you feel safe.
yeah, those.
the rabbits of the field hop and scatter about as it searches for prey, unaware of your presence. but you aren't something they should worry about. you wouldn't hunt them down or harm them. as an animal person, you would never do such a thing.
the water trickles downstream as insects move around it. the current isn't all that bad today, so the rabbits could probably bathe in the water while they're at it.
sometimes you'd wonder if they even bathe at all in the stream since it's so shallow, but you don't know if they're afraid of the water like how your bunny was.
and that's when you start thinking of her and the memories overwhelm your thought process. it suddenly becomes hard to stop them from coming all at once.
that's when the tears start to form.
two years ago, you met your bunny for the first time. from then on, the time you two spent with each other was enjoyable, but unfortunately it did not last longer than two years.
it hit you hard when she passed. it made you realize how valuable it was to spend time with her, but it was already too late once she took her last breath.
the wind brushes over the grassy fields once again and you open your eyes, remembering why you even came here in the first place.
you wanted to relax somewhere and ended up at a peaceful place. a place with scenery that reminded you of anime. a place that reminded you why you admire such landscapes. a place that gives you soft, comforting feelings inside. a place that makes you feel safe.
but now it doesn't seem like it anymore.
—my world without you
