"I'd like to celebrate you, dear,

All in all it's been a pretty good year,

I looked deep within myself,

I got scared by how hard I fell..."

So when and how exactly are we going to pick it up again?

Or...never?

I still want what we've had,

even if it just went on that way,

because I feel a little flight at the heart

whenever I hear from you.

Chasing after this,

I might as well be dead

because I know well enough for a fact that nothing's ever going to happen for real.

It's all just a loophole of misunderstanding.

God, and I'm deservant of this

because I remain a believer,

a dreamer,

remain someone naive and stupid?

B.