In order to become strong, I have to remember how to smile. If we're together, I can do it.
Although I can touch you if I stretch out my hands, you're so far away inside my memories.
I can hear your voice, if I close my eyes. Even a little pain would be nice.
Realize that I'm here waiting for you, even if the future is different than what we have now.
I'm sure that all I have to do is to pull in the thread that connects our hearts together.
So that the person I was back then would open her eyes again.
So that the person you were back then would turn back and look at me again.
No need to cry...