The night wind brought my slept tightly, to the sunrise.
21 hours and 44 minutes I have skipped,
and there’s 1 day I don’t forget, but neither be greeted.
My mind still sees the girl inside, as if waiting for me.
There’s 1 day I don’t forget, but neither be greeted.
Please, just please;
allow me to confess my out of time, for your new age.
There’s 1 day I don’t forget, but neither be greeted.
-for my friend-
her birthday on 31th July 2006