Pick up those little pieces of paper covered with layers of dust
Recalling the past
The dotted memories form a straight line and go straight to the depths of my mind.
Stirring up ripples, layer upon layer, constantly...
Once upon a time, your smile
Once upon a time, your mouth was pouting when you were angry
Once upon a time, the deep look in your eyes when you were talking eloquently
Once upon a time...
Those things buried deep in my memory are clearly presented in my mind
On the way of growing up, I lost a lot, and maybe I gained a lot.
However, I never know what I need
it's you, it's you
Let me understand that it's time to work hard for myself
Once upon a time, we were all small
Now we are all grown up
I think I can say something loud to you without regrets
:
I know, maybe you are not the best one,
But I believe that you are the most suitable one for me, the one who will not regret it