If the sun is burning
It will melt the sky
The morning will come
From its sleep
Raising its voice
It's sprouting
The world
When I have accepted it
I realized that it has become a past
The destination of this embracing sadness are
Wind, Sky, Star, Rain
Even if I have run past it
The wind
Is now
On
That cheek
Like about to disappear
The scribbled
Memories are just
To gaze at it is
Just too fast
In the vagueness
It's returning back
The world
If I put it away inside my heart
The whole thing will be now
Those that are always close to sadness are
Wind, Sky, Star, Rain
It's connecting, suddenly I'm just looking up
To that
Sky
Inside that
Chest
"I'm glad I met you," this feeling just, just carries a heat that's like the sunset
The night
Is still
Unlike the star
After the rain
It just
Just...
Glows