As if YOU could promise that to her…It’s not like you could decide when you go. It just happens. There is nothing, you can do about it...
Nobody can change it. People aren’t coming back from the dead. Better not getting too attached to them...
Beat? I’m scared. Are you alright? I hope you are alright. I pray you are alright.
But.. where am I? I’m still in Shibuya, I feel it… But, not as me.
I feel, like I was air. Just… part of everything else.