Withering away
Even in this very moment
Blooming
Everything is melting
What can I do?
Who should I live for?
Everyone is transient
Everyone is precious
A wilted bouquet
Cradled in my arms
A forever unchanged radiance
I was searching for it
I tried to believe in us
I tried to feel us
I’m going to make it bloom
My inner flower
Casually
I’ll put my feelings into it
Inevitably
I’ll offer my prayers
How long will I keep wandering?
Someday, I’ll understand, won’t I?
Everyone is alone
Everything is one
Although we may be swayed
By various appearances and forms
Someday
I’ll find everything adorable
What will I become?
What color would be nice?
I’m going to search for it
My inner flower
A wilted bouquet
Cradled in my arms
A forever unchanged radiance
I was searching for it
I tried to believe in us
I tried to feel us
I’m going to make it bloom
My inner flower
I’m going to search for it
My inner flower
“My flower’s here”