You’re the worst at first and last
But you’re a good person in the first and last love
I want to understand, your love that I don’t understand
You’re a genius at being ambiguous
I had a love that I couldn’t tell anyone about
Even on nights when I couldn’t see you, no matter who you were meeting
I wonder if I can accept it as nothing
A distance that’s okay, but nothing special
The days are the bare minimum at first and last
But you don’t have to be the first and last, right?
I want to protect, I can’t protect, the meaning of you
You don’t lead me on, do you?
I’m in love with someone I can’t tell anyone about
My chest hurts on nights when I can’t see you
Even though I’ve decided it’s okay
What degree of “I love you” is it? I don’t understand you
Love, indigo, sorrow, I Love
Love? Indigo? Sorrow? Climber
Love Indigo Sorrow I Love
I want to meet, meet, meet
I’m in love with someone I can’t tell anyone about
I hate love that I can’t tell anyone about
I don’t need love that I can’t tell anyone about
Even on nights when I can’t see you, I love only you
Even though I had decided it’s okay
Because I love you even on ordinary nights
It’s nothing, I just love you so much