Kaiko Catharsis

As time stacks up, how many years have passed since I grew up?
Unknowingly, I’ve been collecting my lost things.

Little by little, I feel the heat rise,
Closing my eyes to the air, softly.

When I think of the blue summer sky, you were right next to me,
With slightly shorter hair and an innocent smile.

The sun floats above, the scent of sand wafts,
Everything feels so nostalgic, overflowing in sight.

In the wavering heat haze,
The distant scenery surely hasn’t changed even now.

A painful downpour of cicadas falls,
In the middle of my slightly clouded heart, what have I chosen?

In the gaps of the stacked days, something spills out,
I feel like you know what can fill that void.

The color of the sky, a deep green,
Every time I feel the gentle breeze, I think of you.

I wonder if I’m becoming the future I dreamed of as a child,
With you in mind.

I feel a bit anxious, it makes me scared, but I don’t want to be sad.

This feeling of wanting to go back is to breathe through the present.

When I’m lost in something,
I remember you when I’m tired.