Sunday, October 26, 2008

Bleached


A single flower petal brushes against my skin
I don't want to believe
our romance was a mistake

We've got a bad, bad habit of saying "everything's fine" and bottling it up.
I always thought about how I wanted to be with you forever,
but we don't see eye to eye

I assumed I could always make you smile
in that soft, gentle way of yours
like when we first met
I want to hold you...

I thought I loved you.
I wanted to hear your voice more and more.
And while my hand still reaches yours
I can't see what your future holds.

Translation of Bleach's ending song Hitohira no Hanabira =)