Ojou-san, sayonara ne...

Ojou-san, ohisasiburidesu ne...

are you still smiling..

are you okay? are you sure u want to do this?

is it true that there is no other way?

all right..

well, it is your choice isn't it?

i've no right to offend it right? come on who am i to you anyway right?

so dont worry, i won’t offend your choice or force you to follow my advice since there is no certainity that my advice is the correct way.

to be truth, i'm affraid that i'll be a little bit tired to make an advice.

i mean this is not the first time for this kind of matter right? not the second or third time either.

even if i dont mind being in my position right now. i really afraid. i do.

Ojou-san,,

i write down my mind about it in a note. Ridiculous right?

so unmanly of me

          "i'm affraid to get tired of spreading widely

           wondering how much i should grasp onto

           the feeling of throbbing and numbing

           while bitting down the heartbeat

           which lead to a repeatedly lost and sorrow"

Ojou-san..

if this is really a farewell for the bound between us

if this is a god sign for me to close my eyes and keep my head down so i won’t lift it again to see you glaring at the sky

may i say the last thing to you?

         

          "dont ever lose yourself. you have your origin hikari

           if someday you lose it and fall down the earth

           dont hesitate to see an earthling like me

           i'll help you to turn your engine on

           towards the sky, defying gravity

           so you could took off once more 

           gathering your hikari once more

           overlaps the written story once more

           cross and cross the horizon once more

           dont worry, Ojou-san

           even though i can guarantee that i wont glaring on you

           even though i can promise that  i'll close my eyes

and keep my head down on you when i help you.

           i dont mind trying.

           yakusoku ne, Ojou-san?

God,

Spell me a bell

Scream me if this is wrong

Whisper it by the flow of wind

that reach deep down below my consciousness mind

Move my tongue at truth

and embrace me with courage

that make me believable

make it lighten up once again

and freed away of cornering gloomy

Credit to my friend for the last minute advice in this early day