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Loneliness sends a dark wind that doesn't leave.
Remembering the excitement of love.
The sky so red
There warmth so strong.
Your face surfaces in my heart
Living together in this city's maze
Every mention of your name causes my heart to skip a beat
and yet we don't meet again.
Only the touch remains.
and yet we don't dare to touch emotionally.
Perhaps we really were too young.
From our cluelessness.
Wandering our separate skies.
Allowing each other to choose what to say
but this longing still turns

A hand that can't be held
Is now an anonymous friend.
But my attachment is still persistent
and you have nothing to do with the tears I swallow.

A hand that can't be held
but is closer than family.
Should there be an "if"
but there are no "if"s.
Only the lost warmth,
is the warmest.

When another beautiful dream falls empty.
Remembering the excitement of love.
The sky so red.
The warmth so strong.
Your face surfaces in my heart.
Perhaps we really were too young.
From our cluelessness,
we wander in our separate skies.
Letting each other decide,
but not just as a sign of respect.

A hand that can't be held
Is now an anonymous friend.
But my attachment is still persistent
and you have nothing to do with the tears I swallow.

A hand that can't be held
but is closer than family.
Should there be an "if"
but there are no "if"s.
Only the lost warmth,
is the warmest.

A hand that can't be held
Is now an anonymous friend.
But my attachment is still persistent
But I've decided not to contact you anymore.

A hand that can't be held
lasts longer than a lover
Should there be an "if"
but there are no "if"s.
Only the lost warmth,
is the warmest.