The day will come when I will be able to
change your scent which sank into my memory.
The day will soon come when you'll be abe to change.
My warmth which sank into your memory.
There was no way to help it with all my addiction.
We didn't have much time in seeing each other,
which made conversations getting on and
off one after another.
I couldn't express any of my feelings
so I ought to have put them into words.
Distance between the two of us was
too far away to fill up.
The space of the missing words.
The time passing away idly was went for both.
I hated to spend such time with you.
The sorrow tears flowing out of your eyes
will maybe make you more nice than now.
So you'd better cry as much as you liike
until the tears dry up.
I don't think time will let me forget everything about you.
But there's a thing which I can't forget.
Both of us had better put these days carefully
away into hearts.
So we'd close the door quietly
I'll never turn again.