▪ 8:47 PM
Thursday, December 10, 2009
no matter how much pain i am going through now, i will never tell you.
I have my pride and will not stain it.
Though i do not regret that fate allowed me to meet you,
how much i love you.
your voice , your smiles, you actions. How could i forget? How could i hate?
i wish i could.
But, no. I would, or perhaps, i can't.
How many years would it take for the pain to leave me.
How many..
▪ 1:49 AM
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
I’m not strong enough to tell you about my feelings of insecurity
The dream I want to grasp, I was always being buried by my own answers to my questions within the interval of wishes
I sense weakness which could not be concealed every time I stumble blindly
Your existence strangles this body of mine.
There are things which will become tainted and time that flows on
But that’s right, because it’s definitely not a mistake …Yes, I’ll believe that
▪ 1:14 PM
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Someday my memories will fade...and your voice, your actions, I might forget them as well, but I will always remember that I loved you
▪ 10:55 PM
Friday, December 4, 2009
Blue sky is in the distance.
It feels so close.
Yet, I cannot grab it even if I reach out with my hands
I looked up at the stars before.
The stars that I cannot reach and the wishes that will not be granted.
There is nothing we have been able to leave behind for each other.
Therefore, traces and memories will disappear someday.
But still..
Even if it will not reach her, there should be something that will remain in our hearts.
There is nothing that remains in our hands, but we lived the same time and looked up at the same things.
If I can remember that… I can believe that we can be together even if we are far apart.
▪ 9:02 PM
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
It hurts to cry silently, quietly by myself.
Is it right to lie to protect? protect yourself or protect others?
hiding in a cave is that what i really what?
then, allowing to lose myself into the darkness once again,
perhaps so.
is it alright to cry?
can i?
▪ 3:29 PM
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Am i a person such that i am to give up so easily?
Please do not underestimate me, mother.
▪ 11:43 PM
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
暁の車
Shaded by the trees, calling out to the wind, I'm lying face-down crying
I saw a version of myself I didn't even recognize
On this guitar I'm playing the melody of someone who's passed on
A star falls in the grief of someone who'll never be seen again
Please don't go, no matter how much you scream,
all it will do is quietly stir these orange petals
Saved on my soft brow,
I send the memories in my palm far away
An eternal farewell as I keep strumming
The heart of a child clinging to a gentle hand
The blazing wheels cast it off and continue on
On this guitar I'm playing the grief of someone who's passed on
The strings in my heart being plucked at violently
In the pure white unstained by sorrow,
the orange petals stirred in a summer shadow
Even if my soft brow is lost,
I'll cross over the far off, red-stained sand
The rhythm of farewell
Branded into my memories, on the ever-turning earth,
there is something sprouting in remembrance
Sending off the dawn's carriage
Those orange petals are stirring somewhere even now
The peaceful daybreak I once saw
Until it is placed in my hands once more,
please don't let the light go out
The wheels are turning