ryomabuta

At first it was countless. Until we stopped counting.

ryomabuta

I always thought... always believed that as long as we're together, everything will be okay. But now this faith will be added to the things that I'm only used to. It's all in the past. Thank you for making my life both wonderful and miserable. A life worth leaving than living.
          
          I'll stop listening to our songs. One day, for sure, I'll be able to write again. Something about you and me, but not about us.
          
          Farewell.

ryomabuta

It's going to be fine.
          I have to tell myself, convince myself and believe in myself that it will be fine.
          I have nothing but myself and this loneliness now.
          I'll eventually get used to it. Then it will be alright.