Ten -- Under supervision
Even when it is now still going on, I can say that
it was a beautiful affair.
So full of perfection, and yet always with a tinge of despair.
A love marathon, so intense.
Time stood still. Each day was extended with another
for more than two weeks.
Until the opposite force became too strong.
What will it be? Normal life or the realization of our dreams.
My dream anyway.
It is almost as if history repeats itself, but that shouldn't be true.
But then again, the thought that I deserved another chance
to be happy didn't even occur to me.
And that seems to be my only ticket to fight against the fear
of losing you.
- A little poem
- Reading japanese
- The aftermath
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