Wednesday, August 15
9:55 pm
as if our hands are stuck togetherit won't separate, we'll always be togetheryou were there when I noticedeven if we've never confessed to each otherlet's go somewhere far in this endless summer, I love youuntil yesterday and from tomorrow was supposed to be the samethe dream softly told usthe funner it is, the end seems nearisn't it weird how the separated hands dropit's as if we're lost, you're suddenly gonein the tilted hourglassthe memories of us fallas if it's slipping through our overlapped handsthey fall without making any soundthe pinky promise from the distant summer waves sadly butuntil yesterday and from tomorrow I'm searching for you the dream softly told usthe more innocent it is, it seems more fragileisn't it weird how that thank youseems like the end, you're suddenly gonewe were going through the seasons in inverse orderthinking that we'll meet again somedayI simply believed that rather than running away from lonelinessit's better to just end iteven if it's a different interpretation from loveeven if it's a different relationship than lovethe two of us can become newI'll go on on high speedthat's why I won't be sadthat's why you won't crythat's why we won't cry when we say good bye to the two of us from that time
Let it out,