Sunday, September 28, 2014

声を聞こえないよ。
眠ってないよ。
君はどこえ?
元気か?

I want to hear your voice again.
I want to see you again.

"I don't want to hurt you anymore."
Then why am I hurting all over right now?

"Live on."
I will.

I miss you. I really do.

But you won't return.

It is painful, and I miss you. It feels like I am skinned alive.

There's nothing more, right? I am just a figment of memory for you now. Someone that you need to forget in order to achieve your happiness.

会いたい。
会いたい。
会いたい。
会いたいよ。

I cannot undo what I have done.
I cannot un-see what I have seen.
I cannot forget what I have heard.

I am sorry.

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