Visiting my Love

Today I traveled with Satoshi's Mother and Father, and his best friend from High School, to his grave site in his home village of Kiyakawa in Kanagawa prefecture, about 2 hours by car out of Tokyo.

This was the first time anyone visited since his first memorial in January.

We will also all go again during Obon in July.

I cried so much, the most since his death.

My eyes are still stinging, though at least the redness has gone down.

After we got back, I said goodbye to Satoshi's parents
and met a few friends for an early dinner and desert.


My friends say I am looking so despressed.
I am trying so hard to continue on normally,
but I cannot.
Oh lord, I miss him so much.
My heart cannot believe he is gone.