I swore in my heart thousands of times. I have said this to you in my heart thousands of times.
Because you are the first and last person in this world who accepts my existence with a smile.
So I have never hidden my weak, festering sorrows from you.
Because I don't want to lose you in the end.
I don't want to see you, and eventually you get further and further away from me.
But are these the ending?
Why... Nothing has changed?