Now, over the crossing,
Someone who was always besides me stands.
First snow of the season falls on her back who is walking not knowing anything.
My heart hurts as I run.
Because it was as if I left you behind.
Do I still exist in you? As a selfish person.
Because I wanna see you.
Just wanna see you.
I was holding your image in myself.
Turns to recollections,
Changes into memory,
Not to fade it away.
“I love sad songs too.”
Why wasn’t I able to realize?
Over the crowd, I see your back.
I was reaching out my hand unconsciously.
Even if it’s too late,
Gotta tell you “I’m sorry”
Otherwise I can’t move on.
So I ran after you.
Just ran after you.
As if I cut through the crowd.
I called your name.
called many times.
Did it reach?