I love Sakura no Uta. From the moment I discovered it in the beatmap listing I have fallen for this song harder than I have for anything else. From the moment I wake up to the moment I sleep, I listen to Sakura no Uta. While I dress, while I eat, while I sit at work in the monotone of the office. I listen to it. I come home from work every day listening to it and walk into my home in my bland living room and trek to my room where I have decorated the walls, ceiling, and floor in the imagery of the backgrounds of all the Sakura no Uta beatmaps. Every night before I go to sleep listening to Sakura no Uta I sit in front of my Sakura no Uta shrine and pray to it. I pray to it to let me always hear Sakura no Uta wherever I go as I continuously turn up the volume till it is loud enough to burst my eardrums rendering me unable to hear but the ringing echoes of Sakura no Uta in my ears. After that, I lay in my Sakura no Uta-themed blanket, comforter, and pillows. Finally, as the ringing in my ears fades and I can hear Sakura no Uta clearly once again I lay down to sleep once again drifting blissfully into a sleep full of Sakura no Uta where I dream the same dream of being able to marry the physical embodiment of Sakura no Uta and make love to it. Ah how I love Sakura no Uta. For how glad I am that I discovered it and have #1 on all the maps. Oh how I love Sakura no Uta
I miss Sakura no Uta, it has been silent since the DMCA incident. I no longer wake up to the beautiful sound of Sakura no Uta, now it's just silent. I get up and walk through the halls of silence, without heaven's greatest song, where I sit silently eating a bowl of cereal to prepare me for my boring workday, and walk there in the silence of the world with no Sakura no Uta. I sat in the same drab office cubicle with bloodshot eyes, red and swollen from the constant crying of the loss of Sakura no Uta, and the dull, lifeless expression of the loss of the life I loved. I came home dull, with no desire to eat or freshen up. I head to my room, the room I once had a Sakura no Uta-themed room is now back to yellow beige and white dreary and dreary as I sit in front of the only Sakura no Uta-themed thing, my Sakura no Uta shrine, where I sit I pray there, hoping that one day it will come back to us, and Sakura no Uta will come back to me. When I sit there praying, crying late into the night in the silence of my lonely home, I get up and lie down on the bed, a dreary bed of dark blue blankets and pillows, and I lie there and whisper my prayers again. "Sakura no Uta, Please Come Back, My Lover." I fell asleep after crying once. I had a dream where I kept wishing to dream about what I used to dream about, Sakura no Uta. But now it's nothing but nightmares because I've lost Sakura no Uta. How I miss those days of joy and love with Sakura no Uta. Oh how I miss Sakura no Uta