Some disaster. It'll be fine once that passes.
Lots of things. I thought I would live like this for the rest of my life. Then it changed, I don't know when or why.
Lots of things. Don't think about the reason. Don't think about whether it is right or wrong. Go forward with courage. Like a strong warrior. Then in the early morning of a certain day of a certain month of a certain year.
Suddenly I remembered that person. My heart is desolate. Look at the sunshine above your head. Close your eyes slowly. After so long, I try to remember what he looked like.
I will ask myself. Is he okay now? Is the woman accompanying him kind enough? Has he forgotten me?
Yes. Has he forgotten me? Because I haven't forgotten you.
Sometimes. Missing you is also a sin.
So many people. Leave a shadow in life. Then it disappeared in a blink of an eye. I didn't even have time to see whether he was smiling on the front. Still crying.
Too late to remember you. It's too late to remember the days I spent with you. Are there many flying birds staying behind you and me?