青のすみか (Where Our Blue Is)

In the endless blue season, the asphalt is unobstructed in front of our four lined-up eyes, reflecting the cicadas' rain and making the silence that is you unheard

These days fade away, even if I get to know your scent, which is different from mine

Blue still lives in the depths of eternity that I left behind Blue still lives in me Every prayer and word I tried to get close to, but it didn't reach me In the midst of a summer-like color that ran down my cheek, just like a quiet love The words to curse you are still stuck in my throat

We'll meet again, - an inaudible voice

Like the star particles of an infinitely expanding galaxy, they spilled through the gaps between my fingers