• Would you have kept wondering
    if I care for you if I didn't call,
    or would you mournly predict the sound
    of the deadly scythe ripping my soul?
    You were quite the pessimistic one,
    which was probably what brought us together.
    However, beneath our requited love -like every relationship-
    we may tear eachother's hearts out without knowing it.
    I've always expressed my sadness toward you-
    but only behind your back to protect our precious bond.
    You'd cry if something was wrong about me,
    but in the end, I'd comfort you.
    I needed to hold back my tears because
    I didn't want you to see me as nothing else but
    your reflection staring back at you in the red, wet face.
    Although, I was always afraid, that
    if I hid my soul beneath this false complexion,
    eventually you'd find out and the bond weakens.
    I know I'm not your first or only most important person,
    but you are mine, and it kills me
    to even think of so many different ways to lose you.
    All we wanted was pure happiness, wasn't it,
    but were we strong enough to earn that majestic gift?
    Promise me you won't fly away like a trapped bird~ please.
    I've faced too many rejections,
    you're truly the only person who -I know-
    would accept an unstable emotional beast.
    I'll pray, for happiness, for a stronger hold;
    I won't lose the first person on Earth
    who accepted me, truly, as her "friend".