Grassland of Diversity

In a forgotten realm of my university

I lay on the moist plant-life

Gazing aimlessly at the passers by

A curl of wind throwing cherry blossoms

And a brief force of sunlight blinding but unforgettable

I see her as my awkward position changing

The flowers in the wind, a masquerading Anime

Her sole figure a silhouette in my eyes

I roll and turn to watch her beauty float by

How many Students?

 How many Chances?

  Just her...

   All that matters...

Is that possible?

I lay down on my back again

Staring at the trees swaying inland

I don't think I'll see her again

She'll be trapped there in my mind, end to end

For fate could only tell what lies ahead