Sleep Disease

Holding onto the little box in her hand,
Hiding her tears from the rest of the world,
The memories fall into space quietly,
How many words will you shout to reach him?
How many words will hurt him?

She could have said “Goodbye” to him,
She could have run away in the darkest corner of his vision,
She’s left with no power in her voice,
Linking them now,
There’s no piece to achieve....

Slowly her hope is lost,
Quietly her sobbing stops,
Even the night can’t hide her sadness,
When will she wake up and wither?

The sky they’ve seen that night
Those summer days of sin,
“I’ll be with you”
Lost in the world of confusion,
“Let’s hold hands till the next train station”
Dancing with the feeling of ecstasy,
The warmer it gets the more the bond gets stronger,
“We’ll walk this path tomorrow also, right?”
A smile which leads life farther,
The moment time stopped, everything broke.
Dropping the ring of fate,
Her wings spread, she’s flying away.

How many words do you need to end this?
The heart beat she listened to until she fell asleep,
Is no longer there.

So let’s stay as we are now, frozen in time,
“I’ll be with you”
That’s why the flower you protected so much,
Will now wither and disappear...
The colder it gets, the more the distance grows bigger,
Tell her now if the future she hopes for will ever come,
In the waiting room now, the only one who’s crying
Is you and only you...
“I’ll follow you till the end of the world”
Even the most precious lies,
Can’t lead her to the next train station now...