Yakusoku (Promise)
The Promise we made on that day,
Is now lost to the both of us.
Sorrowful feelings are all that remain,
Of the love that cannot be regained.
I watch as a lone flower decays in the wilderness,
The wind's cold laughter resounding in my ears.
In this world of lost dreams and false promises,
I yearned for something pure and truthful.
You gave that to me, our dreams were exchanged,
In the Promise we made on that day.
A lump in my heart drags me down,
As emotions water the lone flower.
The feeling of emptiness, of nostalgic wounds;
Now they start to hurt with love.
I walk away from the lone flower,
My abandoned emotions watering the soil.
Perhaps one day, like that Promise,
The fragments of the flower will also Take to the Sky.
And I will be gazing at it,
Every part of me will be Thinking of You.