You turned gray and faded away,
But the things you left behind
Were more than just what you’d packed away in your box.
I send you flowers, writing my name on the card.
“Plunge into the ocean’s depths and melt away.”
Those words you kept hidden
Are a song that’s lost amid the dissonance.
But it’s not like I’ll bother searching for them.
I launched a satellite, putting my name on board.
I launched it on high.
Like sugary-sweet melon soda,
It popped up, then disappeared.
Humanity will never die off, will it?
The train will never take me to the moon either.
I guess there’s no way I could ever reach it…
The nights I was promised will no longer come.
No new mornings will come either.
At a dead end, breath trapped in my throat,
I can’t articulate it well… but I can tell you’re no longer here.
Those days won’t just suddenly return.
I won’t be back there once I awaken.
I was dreaming as if in a dream.
It had a sugary-sweet aftertaste, just like those days.