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I think about you sometimes
I cry but I laugh too
My self who tries so hard to erase you

Has its heart with so much pain
Have you understood me in those times
Which we haven't brought out

I can't organize my feelings which
have densely piled up
To that person whom I envy
I try to send a letter that has yet to come

I really wish you are seeing my dreams
I wish we can hurt together every time
In all of the many seasons, not a day has passed
That I don't have these thoughts, I don't know about you but

Everyday I blame myself, who was lacking
My feelings that I can't count overflow
So I space out once again, I'm alone once again
Seeing myself who has been left, it's nothing but another painful night

It's so hard to hide your tears
Can't I hope for the pieces of your day
Which I never got to have

I can't organize my feelings which
have densely piled up
To that person whom I envy
I try to send a letter that has yet to come

I really wish you are seeing my dreams
I wish we can hurt together every time
In all of the many seasons, not a day has passed
That I don't have these thoughts, I don't know about you but

Even in small love, I blame myself
My feelings that I can't count overflow
So without exceptions, I think of it as my great pleasure
It's nothing but my hurting self

In my time
In your time
In our time
In our time

I only have one dream
A lot of dreams live by your side
“A brighter morning
Will find its way to us”
I count the stars while I think of that

And it's nothing but another painful night