This stage of life not yet awoken from
Yet I start another stage of my life
If this scene had an on-switch
From “anticipation” to “unbearable”
This conclusion was not pretty
Humans always need to remember regret
They came, they left
Did not look back, Did not ask
How could you be willing to leave?
The years have slipped by
Small start, Big fall
How much time is available still in this landscape?
Sometimes the heart feels hot
[But] nothing ends up said
Better than singlehandedly ripping it apart
“There are still many [other] dreams”, this saying, those deceived by it were not just you and me
But presently I still don’t quite know how to change
Even though sometimes as a single person I still do want a partner
When the cold wind blows again I want to say
Isn’t this life a little too hard?
Could it be because back then I had words that were left unspoken?
Stuck in the throat yet still unable to loudly yell
It’s fine, don’t cry
The years have slipped by
Small start, Big fall
How much time is available still in this landscape?
Sometimes the heart feels hot
[But] nothing ends up said
Better than singlehandedly ripping it apart
“The road is still long, there are still many [other] dreams.” No other dreams. This saying, those deceived by it were not just you and me
But I presently still don’t know quite how to change
Even though sometimes as a single person I still do want a partner
When the cold wind blows again I want to say
Isn’t this life a little too hard?
Could it be because back then I had words that were left unspoken?
Stuck in the throat yet still unable to loudly yell
It’s fine, don’t cry
But I still just stubbornly don’t want to have to change
Even if a room with no lights is really quite gloomy
When the night falls I want to say
Why did you leave me only half [of myself]?
Could it be because the person back then was entirely hypocritical?
Specializing in saying goodbye, specializing in hiding, specializing in splitting in half
Its fine, don’t cry
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