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"I shut myself up deep down in those gloomy memories and only went about chasing those shadows ... I want to love everything now. I will run until the end of that faraway sky. Even if I lose those precious memories, I have gained a new future."

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「You Walking Toward Me」
written on Saturday, February 18, 2012 @ 11:55 AM ✈


"I see you from across the street
With cold eyes, you look at me
And you walk to me, you walk to me

You spit out words that cannot be taken back
With a small voice, you take all our memories
And rip them apart, rip them apart

Your eyes covered me with the blue ocean
And you spit me back out like white cigarette smoke
As if I'm nothing

Just like a sandcastle crumbling with the waves
Just like our memories were never there
You end it like that

I turn around first and get further from you
Although the tips of my hands are still toward you
I'm getting further, I'm getting further

As I hold in this pain that I cannot endure
I try to close my eyes with the last image of you but...

Your eyes covered me with the blue ocean
And you spit me back out like white cigarette smoke
As if I'm nothing

I see you from across the street
With cold eyes, you look at me
And you walk to me, you walk to me "


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