Being by your side all the time, I’m afraid both of us will get bored
But without you by my side, I ended up getting heartaches myself
Bits and pieces of the feelings of missing you
Is it that I’m thinking of you, or I’m just satisfying myself?
In reality, a lot of times, I feel that I don’t understand you
Behind those sorrowful eyes, what they are saying?
Bits and pieces of the feelings of sorrow
Is it that you’re sad, or the one who’s actually sad is that confused me?
All awhile I really am not being completely sincere between us, fearing that one of us will end up avoiding
But with conversations that gets only skin deep, I ended up sighing with disappointments
Bits and pieces of the supressed caring for you
Is it that I’m trying to hide, or is it that I’m just lying to myself?
In reality, a lot of times, I really wanted to understand you
In this normal and simple life, being able to share all the joys and sorrows
On one long journey and another,
Finding courage, to walk with you together with complete truthfulness
… This, is one small wish that I really wanted to achieve