I really, really can't leave you again. I really get close to you and I won't feel depressed.

I miss you more than anyone else. Loneliness will come when I am empty.

I like you and smile like a child. I want to stick with you every day.

If I tighten it, it will break our gorgeous promise.

I also try to wait silently. What I want is no longer the result.

Is it showing off when I open my hands? What is the weight of lust and profligacy?

Screaming at the top of my voice

The wind blows through my eyes

I only wish you hypocrisy

Don't worry about my heartache to find your sky.