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Flowers in Blue

The noise of these days, it grazes my chest and hurts at night
I'll eat a chocolate and close my eyes.
When I'm not acting,
There are times I can't love you
But me being here,
That's my answer
 
Flowers in blue,
This aching love,
Somehow, it feels just right
Once in a while is enough,
Breathe new life into my heart
Flowers in snow,
When it melts away,
Let's embrace each other tightly
I can't say I love it all the time, but
This is probably enough
 
This familiar atmosphere,
Brings back memories of a bitter taste.
If it's an affair, then don't come out
If I said that love is madness,
I might just be trying to sound cool
But it really is frustrating
 
Flowers in blue,
This aching love,
Somehow, it feels just right
Once in a while is enough,
What breathes new life into my heart is
Flowers in snow,
When it melts away,
Let's embrace each other tightly
I can't say I love it all the time, but
This is probably enough
 
After the burning comes love
If it fades, then light it up again
I want to remember this dim, flickering flame
 
Even if it seems like this fog will never fade, I won't leave
Even if you turn your back on my wild actions, I don't mind
Look at my back, and you'll understand
Let's split this heavy atmosphere between us
Feeling strange in my absence
If I could reach that level with you...
Flowers in blue,
This aching love,
Somehow, it feels just right
This ice cream, melting sweetly,
I'm a little jealous, but
Even if I turned back time
And met a different person
I wouldn't be able to savor this bitter taste
After all, you're the only one for me.
 

Tulip

Me, who was dyed to the core.
I can't change the color now.
Me, who told stories.
Taking the run-up route to an afterword.
 
You, who untangled everything.
Your empathy waxed and waned.
Is it just going to end like this?
At this prosaic turning point.
 
I don't need an award for excellence.
The color of the parting gift you gave me as you fade into the past becomes more vivid.
It's wildly painful.
 
Saying goodbye won't do anything
so at least make me feel cold.
The night you cut through was just a bit too large.
The whole time I knew about the state of affairs,
but I still held out for a sliver of light.
It's because I'm dumb,
but I want to keep hoping.
 
You, who changed your color.
You looked at me who had fallen apart.
It seemed that you had withdrawn the hand that you
had tried to hold out to me.
 
Even feeling encouraged by times trapped in melancholy,
those were your memories.
It hurts.
It hurts.
 
No matter how many times I wail that this can't be the end,
You shake your head to the side.
The light that grew cold
It's awfully pale
I tried to open my mouth and say that
it has to be the past, I don't care if it's the second time, but
what I closed will not come back.
 
Let's transfer into a night broken in two
The scent of tulips fills up my dreams and invites tears
 
I can't do anything anymore
I can't even hold onto your sleeve.
 
Saying goodbye won't do anything
so at least make me feel cold.
The night you cut through was just a bit too large.
The two of us, so red, will end today
I've become the color you wished for, blending into the snow
Ah, it's so cold.
 

According to the Spring

Every time we touched, you'd get angry,
When you were lonely, you'd act strangely spoiled and get dressed up.
 
It's so unfair, let's go to church.
Even though I prayed that you wouldn't get snatched from me by the spectators....
 
Bye-bye my passionate love, bye-bye my passionate love.
It piled up all at once at the very end, just bye-bye all at once, no room for wavering.
A puppet of love who hesitates none.
I cried a little bit.
 
The seasonal winds of our rotating love and you
blew away together and disappeared,
in that spring where all I could think about was how not saying a word was beautiful.
 
Thinking about what should come next, or 'if this happens I'll be happy',
My feelings dyed by a lightly colored past were close to relying on divine power.
The fact I can only cling to regrets is surely something that was decided by God.
 
I hate the spring.
This is all just me paying the price for getting spoiled by the winter.
It's the worst.
 
Bye-bye my passionate love, bye-bye my passionate love.
It piled up all at once at the very end, just bye-bye all at once, no room for wavering.
A puppet of love who hesitates none.
I cried a little bit.
 
The seasonal winds of our rotating love and you
blew away together and disappeared,
in that spring where all I could think about was how not saying a word was beautiful.
 
In the words of that sublime spring,
on the April night that it started to hurt,
I spilled out my feelings like a letter.
They fell out, flowed, fought back,
And in the end I felt lonely.
Beauty became the enemy and took over.
 
Bye-bye my passionate love, bye-bye my passionate love.
It piled up all at once at the very end, just bye-bye all at once, no room for wavering.
A puppet of love who hesitates none.
I cried a little bit.
 
The seasonal winds of our rotating love and you
blew away together and disappeared,
in that spring where all I could think about was how not saying a word was beautiful.
 
You were love of my life, you were the love of my life.
So is it wrong of me to think that if I place you in the corner of my memories and write out what I cannot say as poetry, that it will hurt you in the end?
 

Night Wind and Falcons

When the night wind hits I'm lonely,
Very much, I am lonely.
Leaving the conversation by saying such sudden words.
I'm Lonely, I'm Lonely.
I want you to catch all my rivals.
The Sudden things those morons's say.
Can I forgive you for all the summers you've had in love.
 
Your love,
Im a photographer then.
Even though it feels like summer.
I'm still on the Falcons road.
You don't have an umbrella.
The sound of unrest drowns out the rain.
 
Only the tears and sadness.
Sharp and shapeless.
The lethargy of festival music.
I'm not worried about the wind.
I remember the fall.
You robbed me of my lips,
But hey, I didn't feel anything.
 
Your love,
Im a photographer then.
Even though it feels like summer.
I'm still on the Falcons road.
You don't have an umbrella.
The sound of unrest drowns out the rain.
 
Even if it doesn't rain
I can't stop the wind blowing.
If it's too much, it's dripping on you.
Its like taking a peek and watching you dream.
It just hurts, thats just summer, thats just summer.
Even if you're in love like a Falcon, you can't give up.
Falling into the night.
 

Love Cats Too

While waiting for you to come home
I knocked down your half-filled cup
Because my false visage in it looked sad
And I left my usual scratches
Ah, it's you
 
I'm a cat
I'm only loved because I can't put my feelings into words
It's my privilege, you see
But today, I wanted to tell you how I felt
I tried crying out, but...
'Nyaa'
Was all that sounded out
 
If I were the same as you
I wouldn't be so loved
I have a horrible personality
But I wanted you to know those parts of me too...yeah, right
 
I'm a cat
I'm only loved because I can't put my feelings into words
It's my privilege, you see
But today, I wanted to tell you how I felt
I tried crying out, but...
'Nyaa'
Was all that sounded out
 
Give love to strays too
That's our motto
So love me too
I can't say that though
 
I'm a cat
I'm only forgiven because I can't put my feelings into words
It's my privilege
But today, I wanted to tell you how I felt
I tried crying out, but...
'Nyaa'
Was all that sounded out
 
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~GalileoSunshine