If only one more second remained
It would lessen tomorrow’s pain of missing you
I’d be willing to let go of everything
In exchange for the existance of any little bit of possibliity
Only a cup of dripping sand is left of happiness
Eyes wide open, watching each act* of sweetness
I’ll never have that original commonplace possession again
Until now, it seemed like an helpless extravagant demand
I’ve already begun to practice, begun to slowly worry
Worry that this world doesn’t have you
I’ve already told my tears not to cry any longer
But how should a love that is ending continue?
I practice daily, becoming familiar daily
With this city that doesn’t have you
Trying to delete everything in this “two person world”
All the beauty and memories we once mutually possessed
Love is a 10,000 hectare forest
But you and I have lost our way
Didn’t we agree to force our way out together?
How can I be the only one left to return, to return?