We vowed that day to spread our wings and fly to the other side of our dream
The seasons bathe into more of the light, Let's go and fly away
I gazed at the vapour trails and murmured, "How far will that go ? "
We have to go further and further away, you gave an invincible smile
During the neverending promise in the summer twilight
Recall our sky
1,2, step, draw your emotions that dance high in the sky
Gather the breeze, run away from the clouds and catch the sun
There are no worries, nothing to be afraid of, I'm always with you
I take you hand and start running to our sky
Let's go, my friend
We always have dreams we want to chase
We talked about it on the train tracks
Someday, they'll surely be granted right
And you gave a determined smile
How far does our depicted future go for ?
Don't ever forget our sky
1,2, step, draw your emotions that dance high in the sky
Gather the breeze, run away from the clouds and catch the sun
There are no worries, nothing to be afraid of, I'm always with you
I take you hand and start running to our sky
Let's go, my friend
We vowed that day to spread our wings and fly to the other side of our dream
The seasons bathe into more of the light, we gotta go to the world !
1,2, step, draw your emotions that dance high in the sky
Gather the breeze, run away from the clouds and catch the sun
There are no worries, nothing to be afraid of, I'm always with you
I take you hand and start running to our sky
Let's go, my friend
Let's go, my friend
I'm on a the verge of tears but I am successfully able to hold them in. I don't want to cry here where no one really cares how I feel. I have to hold it in. He's not saying anything and it hurts just a little because he makes me feel like crap sometimes. Whenever I feel like this, I don't want to feel much of anything anymore. I don't want to care anymore. There is me with him and there is me without him. There's a marked difference because the me without him is an empty shell. But then, no matter how empty I may be, I am still myself, right? No one understands why I am like this. Maybe someone out there does but it hurts that even he doesn't understand. If he truly understand, then he would care enough to write, he would care enough to let me know that he's alive. Ah! I'm being scary again. And I am scary. It's not so much that I scare other people. It's more like I scare myself. Probably because this feeling of rage, this feeling of helples...
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