Change

On the day when even all pride was lost, the day to regret mistakes
"Which way should I go to head towards tomorrow?" so I am asked.
"How foolish, don't seek out for such a meaningless thing."

Shining eyes now glittering with a light without malice that which tries to capture and steal its beauty.

The one who killed love was me. Surelly this world too came about from that sacrifice. Because it was me who told that lie, nobody was scared, a heart was frozen.

Those eyes that does not fear anything, it's the first time they express cowardice.

Not being able to sleep, again tonight the premonitions do not come true.
"How foolish, don't spend such a meaningless night."

Because it was me who let go of that hand, I was not surprised. Lost in the light of Noctilucas wishing for happiness, and bragging but being transparent to the bone. What I want to say is about that.

Do not show an easy to deceive state nor uncounciously, due instinct of self-defense, resist by saying "I don't want to get hurt."

Imagine, each time those lips call out a sense of regret, I say this to you: "you finally became like a person."

At the night when I decided to live alone, I felt something human in the irresistible desire to meet you.



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