The wounds from that time have already become scabs.

A love where no one gets hurt doesn't exist.

I've decided. The next time I cry, it'll be for "someone special", and it'll definitely be "tears of happiness.

I'm going to move on, while carrying these feelings with me.

When the stars fall into darkness, I will quietly shine for you.

I'm going to move forward, facing in your direction with all my might.