Right there.

Right over there.

We used to spend time wastefully.

Laughing, singing, kissing.

All those things we did.

Now, it is just an empty barley field.

With thousands of memories buried here.

You gone, as soon as the sky turns dark.

And it's disappear as soon as the rain goes down.

Flower

Jokes. Roses. Laughs. And those things you put on me.

We laugh. We mocking. We seems like it is just the way the two of us make friends.

But it is not. It is more. It is not just a feeling that suddenly floated up when the teacher's come.

NO. I just can't say exactly what it is. You just have to know that it is NOT an ordinary feeling.


Anyway, I can't do anything. You didn't give any chance for it, although you didn't say it for sure. Eyes don't tell lies. So, what should I do?


Hell yeah, I just can waiting. Please, don't make this wait become longer and longer.
'Cause a falling leaf finally be nothing if it is not picked up by someone for sticked it in the book.

The way she looked says something different.

It's more than just a laugh or even a joke.

But he can't do anything with it.

'Cause what he has done,

left a big injury in her heart.

And when she passed through,

he saw his little pretty girl,

leaned her heart upon other man's shoulder,

loving him as much as she was did when she was his.