She is my wife: Difference between revisions

{{hide text|<pre>And the flow of time, it's relentless.

Seasons came, and in addition, seasons have gone.

The clear air....white breath....and the touch of your fingertips....

At times, the coming of this season reminds me of you.

Occasionally, I show a gentle smile.

I think I won't be seen and my feelings won't become crazy.

I cannot touch or speak.

I wonder if the warm days have gone nowhere.

It is, beautiful when you, beautiful when you drive people mad.

With you, I spent several nights.

Close your eyes, and the unfading memories, will now still be vivid.

But, at this time you are, no longer here.

There, you just left me, your warmth, and your scent.

I was frightened when I thought you were looming in the darkness.

However, I believed firmly that dark night, and I have survived until now - desperately, desperately.

In the sunset, I wonder what you will think.

Go back again, but sometimes I can't...

Time is lost, and the two of us don't return.

So I live now!