[ That's how it goes. But she and Natsume are still worlds apart, and there's that silence that follows again. What the mind forgets, the heart remembers... but sometimes, you aren't able to forget. ]

That's the tricky part, isn't it? You can't know what you don't remember, and you can't tell the difference when you have no comparison.

[ You just open your eyes and see the tallies on your wrist, knowing what they represent but not how they got there. ]

I hold on tight to what I believe in, and as long as that belief does not waver, any changes can only build a better future. I trust myself to be better.