Count on your fingers the things that are truly important and neededn1.2.3.4.nIn the end, the important things are fewnWhat's left, is generally unneeded trimmingsnnPeople hurt and are hurtnYou recognize, the first time you've been hurt, right? nAs long as the long silence continues, you'll still be afraid of being alonenSomeone who can't even protect the bonds they have tied, is a powerless and monotonous living beingnnWithout succumbing to the coldnAhead of the warmth, I'm searching for onoly younI don't want to imagine the truth of being unable to talk or meet with younEven the sea of stars opening wide across my shut eyelids were to gently disappearnnEven if we were to fight and be pulled aroundn(It's not like the relationshipof a magnet's) north and south polesnThere is no freshness but a calm entwined thread doesn't have any resistancenLet's stop doing the most uncool thing of not stepping in after we have made up our mindsnnI don't need you to understand, just sympathize with menBeacuse I'm bad at putting a price onto wordsnIf it's you who knows true kindness, come and undo my painnIn this distance where we're breathning the same air. I belive that there's only answernnAh, Undoing a bondnAh, Can be unexpectedly simplenAh, It's unexspectedly hard to tie a bondnAh, That has come apartnLet's stop doing the most uncool thing of not stepping in after we have made up our mindsnnI don't need you to understand, just sympathize with menBeacuse I'm bad at putting a price onto wordsnIf it's you who know true kindness, come and undo my painnThe sea of stars opening wide across mu shut eyelids will overflow outside of the wharf