Pillows Something Like A Romance
A numb feeling is once again growing inside of me, because I looked in to a dream that would have been better left unknown.
More than the transparent kindness, I endured the diziness, because I believed in our speed.
Watching the setting sun until I no longer understand our mutal expression.
If we hear the promised bell, let's walk separately with only this clear melody in our hearts.
When time became reticent this fitting illusion lost its meaning.
And our magic came undone. On the day we ran into each other, I looked back at you for a moment. I'm already gone.
Stinging pain, tears pouring down, making me remember I could be hurt. It's my fault, but even though it can't be helped, it's so sad.
