before i even knew where i was.

currently listening to: At The End of The Day [Fujita Emi]

there was lotsa stuff.
no i mean there was quite alot of stuff.
okayy there was only some stuff.
but every one of them i remember.

how it was this close.
how it was that far.
how it always ended up further when it came close.
and how it used to be so close a long time ago.

everyday was something to look forward to.
everyday was a heart-stirring experience.
everyday was also a disappointment.
but sometimes you lifted me up...
and i soared high.

- top of the world.-

i never felt the way i felt.
never ever before.

but i haven't soared at all recently.
maybe it's the distance.

i didn't want anything.
i wanted to just stand there forever.
but i realised it's impossible to.

you'll move further and further away.
and i'm left standing there.
doing stuff... that i'll never do.
and then i'll hate myself for them.

i can feel it. i do feel it.
i think i have to move on.

記憶は明日のために強さになるものだよ。きっと。