Oregairu Vol 13 Interlude 1

                          Interlude 1


Again and again.

I look back again and again.

The distance widens and time passes.

I go far to the point I can’t go back.

So that I can finally look back and remind myself of what was right.

Even  while  knowing  this  is  a  mistake,  I  persuade  myself  that  this  is  the  one  and  only
answer.

Again and again.

I look back again and again.

At the first light of day.

At the trickling rain and dew of the early afternoon.

At the light snowfall dancing as they scatter in the twilight.

At the hazy moon shaking in the midnight.

There  was  always  a  place  and  opportunity  to  answer,  and  that  time,  it  looked  as  if  I
would be guided towards the optimal solution.

However, it never looked as if the correct answer would be said.

Probably, maybe, surely.

I’d thought this was probably for the best.

I’d made an ambiguously grey decision that neither got it right nor far.

Maintaining  a  reasonable  distance,  not  hurting  anyone,  neither  right  or  wrong,  fact  or
fiction, and unclear.
It wasn’t that I couldn’t say what I wanted to, I just didn’t know what I wanted to say
even was.

What right did someone like that have to say.

That’s why, at the very least.

I just want to be correct this time.

I don’t want to forgive my errors or mistakes.

Because I can’t afford to be wrong anymore.