Wake

On Saturday, August 5th, the sky is cloudless
From the top floor of the building, realizing it's time to say goodbye
On Thursday, August 3rd, my heart is wounded
The sixth wound torn to shreds, everything breaking down, everything

Meeting you for the first time, I realized my foolishness
Unable to trust people, yet noticing them
Why do I still love you without getting tired of it?

This way, it seems I can't forget how to love
But
Believing is happiness, so you won't notice
Crying alone, so you won't understand

I don't want to get hurt anymore, not anymore
But right now, I just wanted to love only you

There were times I tried to forget, but now I want to hold you
Believing is happiness, knowing your past
What I can't forget is your shoulders

I don't want to get hurt anymore, not anymore
But I can't hold you tightly with strength

On August 5th, under the clear sky without clouds
It's the end, looking at myself spread on the ground

Embracing you, gazing at you, loving you, thinking of you