The things that I’ve been longing for were nothing but dreams.
The thing that is changing…Is it my surroundings, or myself?
The wounds from that time have already become scabs.
There were many tears, many unsure times, many troubled moments. The fun memories were only a few, but even so, those memories will shine bright like stardust, and continue to shine on in my heart.
I’ve decided. The next time I cry, it’ll be for “someone special”, and it’ll definitely be “tears of happiness.
This is probably going to be one wound that can never be healed.
I’m going to move on, while carrying these feelings with me.
He’s the only person who’s entered my world apart from me.
I’m only remembering unnecessary things because I’m alone.
The memories of sensei I carry with me are more cruel than sensei himself.
When the stars fall into darkness, I will quietly shine for you.
How will you live if every little thing from your memories always hurt you so easily?
I’m going to move forward, facing in your direction with all my might.
Just by being with me, I feel like I have ruined a lot of things around you.
Other people’s minds aside, not even my own mind flows in the way that I wish.
Before I can say anything, It dissolves in my throat And turns into tears.
The weather is nice outside, but it’s cloudy in my heart.
His words back thenstill press down my throat with happiness and sorrow.