| how the world ought to work | |
| four-colored thunderstorm | |
| for merely dreaming we were snow | |
| the end of a decaying god | |
| an introduction to the snow | |
| alone at the end of the universe | |
| nostalgia isnt helping | |
| do you see the same as me | |
| beauty continuing to bloom, | |
| in a place long forgotten | |
| i did not have the will to depart, | |
| nor the desire | |
| why did they always try to search for escape, | |
| as if we were imprisoned | |
| what offering from the void could usurp | |
| the gift of life already given | |
| this moment-- right here | |
| this is where we are meant to be | |
| placed my fate into the hands of random gods | |
| a ripple distorted upon a moonlit reflection | |
| the experience of new echoes | |
| a heap of rusted metal plunged into water | |
| drawn by a certain presence | |
| i've overlooked this land for an eternity | |
| to what destination do these memories reach | |
| IT MIGHT JUST BE FATALIST THINKING, | |
| BUT IT'S TOO LATE FOR ME | |
| and reset all the sadness within me | |
| you'd swallow the sun if you could | |
| the seasons always find a way to change | |
| if i could have just one wish | |
| i won't hesitate again | |
| the cliffs come alive with shrieking songs | |
| a smidge too hard to get | |
| bluetree star speckled grove | |
| ii. gently please just tell me where they are | |
| ii. you can't return to the past | |
| ii. our favorite cherry tree | |
| sunspotted dreams | |
| a meteorogical event | |
| ii. wow okami still makes me cry huh | |
| this is how i want you to miss me | |
| a holy name on your skin in shaky breaths | |
| bitter words and fiery eyes | |
| pomegranate juice staining your skin | |
| is it enough, to be young and in love | |
| the sound of a car leaving the driveway | |
| a thousand petals, rustling in the wild | |
| loneliness is still time spent with the world | |
| when stars fill into the sea | |