What is the utmost important thing in your life aside from that rum and raisin fudge in
your hand now?

i’m done with that now.


That may be, however, love is a dangerous thing.

It makes melodies in my head that are confused, cross-wired and my heart rate irregular, the patterns unpredictable.

I can look at that figure and there is a glass wall.
The same eyes, the same lips, the same expressions, but there’s a wall that
makes it 3rd person.

Now, what will this heartsong be like?

I want to be on the meadows in Hokkaido in Spring now.
Not a care in the world, nothing to stop me now.

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