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Watching the moonlight
I feel very lazy
Even the bedside lamp is a bit dim
But there's never any blank space
Watching the big clock
I feel very strange
Like memories will only be dictatorial
And never had a choice
The sheets are very cold
My skin is very warm
Perhaps it's because of her I believe in romance
And thus I know
The departure is very fast
The goodbye is very slow

Rather there was never a her
So there wouldn't be any need for me to get used to it tonight

Tossing about in bed thinking about her
I now know the sorrow is so big

Rather there was never a her
Should have gotten used to it ages ago

I'm lonely but don't know loneliness
I now know giving up is so slow

Say goodbye to what
Everything is absurd
Even the lullaby is a bit bad
Who has never grown up?
Wish for what
All that is loved
Like falling stars will only scatter down
And never had a choice
The peach blossom is very far away
The broad-leafed epiphyllum is very close
Perhaps it's because of her I believe in the hour of death
And thus I know
The departure is very fast
Forever is very slow

Forgetting is not as slow as recalling
I see the sky has already turned blue

Rather there was never a her
Giving up is too difficult
Forgetting is not as slow as recalling