I want to go back. I can't go back.
I want to return, I can't return
To your arms any more.
Even if I mutter
That if it is a dream please somebody wake me up,
This unchanging reality is too painful.
A present that adorned my room,
A photo which we were smiling together,
Is smashed by memories.
It's too painful, even tears don't come out.
Tommorrow, please come now.
Something will change a little.
Like a spell, I repeat the phrase.
I've never felt myself so weak
Even I can't believe the existance of the God.
The truth is,
I had noticed it a little, but
I was afraid of being alone.
Because I didn't want to admit it,
And thought it will be fine,
I was pretending.
I knew it.
You and I were different, weren't we?
I can't move that I feel like I'm faced to face with
The ideals and reality.
How useless am I?
I still can't say
That I'm glad I met you.
But I wonder if I can say it someday.
If I met a person who I can breathe more easily with
Then I can say it.
Tomorrow, please come now.
Make it one of my memory now.
Everybody says that time will heal everything.
Someday I'll say good bye to myself being a heroine of a tragedy.
But it seems like it will take more time.
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