The key to that room, today as always
You probably didn’t lock it
I’m not going back to you
Though I still like you as well
Because of your casual kindness, why should I be the one to say goodbye
Please be the bad one at least, we both decided, didn’t we?
It’s fine
I will cut off the red thread, because you probably can’t do that
I believed that love is the pain of our fingers which pulling each other, and constraints between us
Let me cut it off
Just like I don’t like the sourness of coffee
Covering the taste with a second sugar cube
What these sweet days were eroding
Are your dream and the happiness for me
Only making promises for the next week and the afterlife, but talked nothing about next year
I want to keep smiling without asking further, just not being able to change
It’s fine
I will cut off the red thread, because you probably can’t do that
The bounce of tension pulled each other and it pushed us aside
The warmth, the smile, sweet words, unconscious gestures
I loved them all and wanted to protect them
So I’m sorry, thank you for those days when we were together
I had cut off the red thread, believing it is the right decision
Repeating to myself as the time is melting the two of us
I’m the one who cut off the red thread, how have you been now?
Have you tied a new thread?
Learning from your lesson, loosen a little bit next time
Just like me now