cingulomania (translation)

four

As usual, we walked the way to school together.

You showed me the girl you had a crush on, the one you told me about on that night.

We sat on one of the banks and you started to talk about the love you had for her, as you watched her from behind me.

My only focal point was your eyes. Your eyes, which are brighter than the blue sky.

Words that came out of your mouth, that had my heart torn into pieces, could not become the focus of me at that moment.

My world would collapse only at night, and that day was not any different from others.