The back slowly leaves without being seen.
Countless old faces floated before our eyes.
But I can't remember the names of those people
And my happiness and sadness in those years.
What have we experienced?
Who remembers the past like smoke?
What if I remember?
Maybe many years later.
When I forget you.
You have gradually forgotten me.
Just passing through
Meet in a hurry
Since then, I have taken it lightly.
The world has been changing.
I can't change it or undo it.
The heart is always in turmoil.
Have you changed?
It seems that only that heart is still there.
We cannot go back to that day.
One day you will suddenly appear.
Maybe we were strangers then.
Warm. I feel sad in my heart.
Can we think of each other?
Can we go back to the fairy-tale past?
Although it is no longer possible to become a reality.
But I still wait with a slim heart.
We may meet again.
Maybe the next meeting will be painful.
It's best not to look.