The glass window is quickly covered by clouds (already gray)
I can’t see a little ahead
How many times have I replayed the distant memories?
Overflowing memories, on the verge of spilling, swaying
It keeps drizzling
The sullen sky
Is continuous with that day
It still doesn’t stop
I can’t shake it off, can’t finish it
Pretending, unable to deceive the regrets
I’m swallowing them
Even if I finish, even if I go back
I’m sure the sky won’t clear
It’s fine like this for now
Still, still, still
Just, just, just
Unstoppable, as it is
The feeling of having gotten through, brought by the clouds (drizzle)
Repeatedly showing the same scene
If it were a downpour
I could give up
But the faint blue hope
Still doesn’t stop
Dragging along, desperately
Continuously seeking
The lingering image that won’t disappear
Secretly, cracking
Even things that have been shattered can’t be thrown away
Even now, in these hands
Still holding onto it
Even if I cry at the droplet window
It won’t understand
It still doesn’t stop
I can’t shake it off, can’t finish it
Pretending, unable to deceive the regrets
I’m swallowing them
If I could finish, if I could go back
I sometimes think, if only
Even if I’m left behind
Still, still, still
Because I can’t erase it
It’s okay not to stop
Like this