Wild orange flower



We had nothing but sweet memories 
Which was nice and made us happy

Just as if seeing a daydream…like forever
Such a silly prisoner of happiness

Floating aimlessly in stagnation, hiding all along, my unsatisfied feelings
I should have allowed myself to drown in your love
I realized this as time passed


Pretending to be an adult and looking cool
I learn feelings like ‘emptiness’
The first star of evening that shines at the end of the flowing Japanese silver grass
Trying not to be overtaken by night

A love that quietly and peacefully came to an end without being detected
Now only a memory
But even now, I want to drown myself in such a dream that is nothing but wistful, yet sweet.


The lined up wild oranges
The shadow that stretches again when the sun sets
I want to give myself to such memory that envelopes me with pain, but is simply sometimes too sweet


Floating aimlessly in stagnation, hiding all along, my unsatisfied feelings
I should have allowed myself to drown in your love
I realized this as time passed

A love that quietly peacefully came to an end without being detected will be just a memory one day
But even now, I want to drown myself in such a dream that is nothing but wistful, yet sweet