My awkward short hair
I didn't want to let you see.
Among those waving their hands
I don't want to leave you behind.
For the time of three years
Will you forget me?
The fact that I told you not to wait
was because I was sorry.
The life there is strange and hard.
Before I miss you
I may fall asleep, but
If someday I get your mail,
for some days I can't even fall asleep.
Thinking like this, I shed tears.
On your picture held in my hand.
If someday I get your mail,
for some days I can't even fall asleep.
Thinking like this, I shed tears.
On your picture held in my hand.
Thinking like this, I shed tears.
On your picture held in my hand.