Pouring rain have hit the roof.
Such a day I would remember absolutely.
[Of you, of the kindness it hurts me.]
When kindness is get sometimes becomes a knife,
I think you told me.
[God damn it!]
After you were gone, I was barking alone.
And I noticed.
That I didn't love you.
I tried to love you desperately.
But it is inside out of the things that I didn't love you.
We don't have to be a desperately to love someone.
Everyone naturally to like someone, love someone,
and will it be loved by that someone.
I become absolutely desperate.
Such I might not qualify to love someone.
And if there isn't qualify to love someone.
Probably can't even to be loved by someone.
As soon as I thought so,
been loneliness is filled with in me,
it would come out full of the loneliness along with the tears.
And I headed into the city without an umbrella in the rain.
Rain mixed with tears, wrap around my body.
Line of sight from the surrounding feel painfully.
But I don't mind so much.
Rain coating me, It seems that us...
reasonably maintain the distance with the world.
Not too close, not too far away.
I headed into the city while can't control the loneliness.
But it isn't meant that want to meet with someone.
Rather will trouble even spoken from someone.
So will there were contradictory...
to approach to others while refused to others.
Myself can't be love in the more you try to affable.
Myself also toward lonely while escape from loneliness.
Myself I hate myself while I can't be hate myself.
It seems like a lump of contradictory.
But pouring rain to affirm the contradiction of all of them.
I feel it like received by the verge...
to become a likely to I drop out of this world.
If think so,
the only thing that this rain is connect me and this world.
I think that way.
And I dedicate a one words to such a "rain".